Xantastic (Feat. Young Thug) – B.o.B – letras

[Chorus: B. o. B & (Young Thug) ]Feelin’ xantasticWeavin’ through traffic (weave)Girl, next to me nastyFine as all get outI reckon she the baddest (bad)She be too attached to me (attached)Might pull out the Aston (Aston)Make ’em all sit up (weave)They say we too flashy (weave)All designer fashion (weave)We ain’t never had shit (weave)That’s why we gotta put on (weave)Diamonds on me spazzin’ (weave)Keepin’ this passion (weave)In case you was askin’ (weave)Get down for the get down[Verse 1: Young Thug]Snortin’ cocaine while you’re yawningDo everythin’ under the sun (doin’ everything)Shootin’ dice until the morningLike a phone, if you not rock star, you boring (ring)Piccadilly, wrists spilled me, Richard MilleOn they wish list, and they riches, really, reallyCocaine like a mob boss, taller than my ceilingI can spark a world war, bring me back your kiddyI can be your ring toneI’m flyin’ to the clouds, yeahAnd no I ain’t comin’ down, yeahMy mama moved my round, yeahCloud 9, ninth round, yeahRepeat my sound, yeahRepeat my sound, yeah[Chorus: B. o. B & (Young Thug) ]Feelin’ xantasticWeavin’ through traffic (we)Girl, next to me nastyFine as all get outI reckon she the baddest (bad)She be too attached to me (attached)Might pull out the Aston (Aston)Make ’em all sit up (we)They say we too flashy (we)All designer fashion (we)We ain’t never had shit (we)That’s why we gotta put on (we)Diamonds on me spazzin’ (we)Keepin’ this passion (we)In case you was askin’ (we)It don’t really get on[Verse 2: B. o. B]I’m walkin’ sleep but still awakeI honestly can’t feel my face, noShe askin’ me am I okayI shoot a wink and take a drink, yo, yo, yeahWhat, you don’t want me to party? (What don’t you want?)What, you gon’ want me to molly?You want me stuck in apartment?Family feud with Steve HarveySee out the bullet in CharlotteThey showin’ ass and tittiesWhat you want me to pretendLike all of this don’t exist?All of these Xans, they hitAll of this cannabisTwist every chance I getYeah, yeah, yeahI keep sayin’ I’ma quitKeep sayin’ I’ma quitBut every day I contradictAin’t that a bitch?Yeah, yeah, yeah[Chorus: B. o. B & (Young Thug) ]Feelin’ xantasticWeavin’ through traffic (we)Girl, next to me nastyFine as all get outI reckon she the baddest (bad)She be too attached to me (attached)Might pull out the Aston (Aston)Make ’em all sit up (we)They say we too flashy (we)All designer fashion (we)We ain’t never had shit (we)That’s why we gotta put on (we)Diamonds on me spazzin’ (we)Keepin’ this passion (we)In case you was askin’ (we)It don’t really get on