Xavier Wulf – New Motor

Xavier Wulf floors the throttle on “New Motor” and the production comes through with that heavy low-end thump carrying a shadowy ominous atmosphere while the entire joint stays brief and arrives paired with its own visual. He stays ice-cold focused on collecting funds and keeps every outsider blocked as the central thread stays pure velocity toward the bag that never eases up.

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Lyrics for “Xavier Wulf – New Motor”:

Xavier Wulf:

Damn fresh up off the dealership, who do you think you dealing with?
Hit them with a spinning kick, and then I spin and hit you, bitch.
You mad I don't give a shit, I don't give a fuck, you bitch.
Glock 19 on tuck, hey bitch, don't make me fucking up it.
I don't need no publicist, I smack a hole in public, bitch.
You motor, I'ma race it, bitch, I might end up off in the ditch today.
I'm feeling evil, bitch, I'm on some Kenieval shit.
Roll a blunt, who weed is this? I don't care, bitch, we steaming it.
Diamonds glistening, gleaming shit, she want to know who I'm leaving with.
Your chain look like some Temu shit, this sushi look like Nemo fish.
Quick up and greaser, bitch, I'm in her wallet, squeezing it.
Album soon, I'm teasing it, the fans say that they need this shit.
Hit the show and bleed that bitch, can't wait to hit the streets again.
Fucked her once and met again, this time she pulled up two new friends.
All they see is Benjamins, Franklin is my bestest friend.
Hit the club, I'm back again, last time I fucked off 50 bands.
These bitches love to dirty dance, I'm the real dirty damn.
Watch my car, bitch, I ain't playing, don't lose your life in front of fans.
I said so they understand, I put that boy up on the sand.
Bury me inside a Lamb, and put my cars up underground.
I'm from somewhere never found, I hit the town and burn it down.
I hit the streets, I'm sliding around, the cops going to have to run me down.
Tires burning, windows down, she like the way my turbo sound.

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