Xantastic B.o.B (Ft. Young Thug)

[Chorus: B.o.B & (Young Thug)]
Feelin' xantastic
Weavin' through traffic (weave)
Girl, next to me nasty (weave)
Fine as all get out (weave)
I 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 yawning
Do everythin' under the sun (doin' everything)
Shootin' dice until the morning
Like a phone, if you not rock star, you boring (ring)
Piccadilly, wrists spilled me, Richard Mille
On they wish list, and they riches, really, really
Cocaine like a mob boss, taller than my ceiling
I can spark a world war, bring me back your kiddy
I can be your ring tone
I'm flyin' to the clouds, yeah
And no I ain't comin' down, yeah
My mama moved my round, yeah
Cloud 9, ninth round, yeah
Repeat my sound, yeah
Repeat my sound, yeah