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YUNG XAVI
Flavors
21
Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Flavors» вышел в 20 ноября 2025 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Big Haus X Productions, LLC»)Flavors - Single
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АльбомFlavors - Single
Дата релиза20 ноября 2025 г.
ЛейблBig Haus X Productions, LLC
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM148

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YUNG XAVI
YUNG XAVI
Ведущий вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Yung Evil
Yung Evil
Автор песен
Soudiere
Soudiere
Автор песен
Mythic
Mythic
Автор песен
Thomas Madden
Thomas Madden
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Like Liam
Like Liam
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Слова

Yea, yea
Hook:
Got gas all in my lungs I’m running off flavors
Got your b*tch right on my tongue she wanna stay here
Couldn’t tell a b*tch wassup I love my paper
Couldn’t trust a b*tch enough to do no favors
In the backrooms smoking backwoods we roll up
Got my Bentley parked outside I need my gun
I know my exes ‘round the world be mad I’m up
Cause I’m up now I can’t show a b*tch no love
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
Verse:
I’m in the Bentley coup fired up
In the back can’t f*ck wit us
Couldn’t show a b*tch no love
I’m in my bag li’l b*tch
In the backrooms we roll up
So high can’t feel my lungs
Paranoid without my gun
I’m in my bag li’l b*tch
She want that one on one
Ain’t got no time li’l b*tch
You got no crown li’l b*tch
You been around li’l b*tch
Don’t waste my time li’l b*tch
You lucky you found the kid
You lucky you round the kid
Hook:
Got gas all in my lungs I’m running off flavors
Got your b*tch right on my tongue she wanna stay here
Couldn’t tell a b*tch wassup I love my paper
Couldn’t trust a b*tch enough to do no favors
In the backrooms smoking backwoods we roll up
Got my Bentley parked outside I need my gun
I know my exes ‘round the world be mad I’m up
Cause I’m up now I can’t show a b*tch no love
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
2nd verse:
I been up
I been up
You been stuck
I been around a hoe
I reach around a hoe
She reachin’ down for more
Don’t know no boundaries hoe
Watch her eat it up, up, up like we in France on vacation
 I throw it up, up, up bands on the bed that I lay in
 Throw it up, up we stackin’ up smoking flavors
Likes it rough, rough
Tells me to f*ck her like I hate her
Hook:
Got gas all in my lungs I’m running off flavors
Got your b*tch right on my tongue she wanna stay here
Couldn’t tell a b*tch wassup I love my paper
Couldn’t trust a b*tch enough to do no favors
In the backrooms smoking backwoods we roll up
Got my Bentley parked outside I need my gun
I know my exes ‘round the world be mad I’m up
Cause I’m up now I can’t show a b*tch no love
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
Like f*ck it
Yea, yea, yea
You nothing
Yea, yea, yea
Written by: Mythic, Soudiere, Thomas Madden, Yung Evil

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