xavanium - soul lyrics
[pre+chorus]
i hit a l!ck, i want jewelry on my b+tch
my boys pull up in the mist
i want diamonds on my d+ck, yeah
how can you hate? i just roll
doin’ shows, i’m on the road
i got gold and diamonds all up on my f+ckin’ phone
[chorus]
they want my heart, they want my soul, they want me to go
so high off the blunt, flyin’ like a f+ckin’ drone
they wanna know how i do it, i don’t even know
these b+tches say i’m fine, but, yeah, i just f+ckin’ fold
[verse 1]
foldin’ like my wallet, barely holds my racks
let’s talk about my future, baby, f+ck my past
i’m in such dismay, baby, yeah, i’m feelin’ sad
i just thug it out, uh, i got h+lla swag
(xavanium, what!?)
new gear everywhere i go
my taste expensive, yeah, i don’t stress my mama, though
all my hatеrs, they can just go up in some smoke
thеy call my jesus christ, on the beat, i f+ckin’ float
[bridge]
i float on a beat, but i do not walk on water
scars on my face, i feel just like harry potter
these hoes annoy me, yeah, why you even bother?
yall’s my sons, female rappers, yall’s my f+ckin’ daughters
[pre+chorus]
i hit a l!ck, i want jewelry on my b+tch
my boys pull up in the mist
i want diamonds on my d+ck, yeah
how can you hate? i just roll
doin’ shows, i’m on the road
i got gold and diamonds all up on my f+ckin’ phone
[chorus]
they want my heart, they want my soul, they want me to go
so high off the blunt, flyin’ like a f+ckin’ drone
they wanna know how i do it, i don’t even know
these b+tches say i’m fine, but, yeah, i just f+ckin’ fold
[verse 2]
i want diamonds, i want money, all for nothing
all or nothing, dj kenn up in my country
my gang just so f+ckin’ funny
shawty bouncin’ on my d+ck like a f+ckin’ bunny
i got h+lla hoes, they eat me up just like i’m lunch meat
we get elite, man, where the girls with pretty feet?
blood on my face real ruddy, lookin’ like a beet
ruddy means red, by the way, learned that in ela
shout+out ms. henry, yeah, she a goated ass teacher mane
[outro]
they want my heart, they want my soul, they want me to go
so high off the blunt, flyin’ like a f+ckin’ drone
they wanna know how i do it, i don’t even know
these b+tches say i’m fine, but, yeah, i just f+ckin’ fold
i just f+ckin’ fold
give me an “oh, h+ll yeah,” son, what!?
xavanium, what!?
what!?
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