FE!N

Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Jahaan Sweet/Jordan Carter/Khadimou Fall

Composed by：Jacques Webster/Jahaan Sweet/Jordan Carter/Khadimou Fall

Produced by：Travis Scott

Just come outside for the night yeah

Take your time get your light yeah

Johnny Dang huh-uh

I been out geekin'

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Fien' fien' fien' fien' yeah

The career's more at stake when you

In your prime at stake

**** that paper baby my face

On the dotted line dot yeah

I been flyin' out of town for

Some peace of mind yeah yeah *****

It's like always they just want

A piece of mine ah

I been focused on the future never

On right now ah

But I'm sippin' that kombucha either

Pink or brown it's lit

I'm the one that introduced

You to the you

Right now mm let's go

Oh my God that ***** bite that ***** bite

But alright alright tryna vibe tryna vibe this

In the night come alive

Ain't asleep ain't a- ain't a- ain't-ain't-ain't

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Syrup whoa what

What

Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide what

Yeah whoa yeah yeah

Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide yeah

Yeah hol' up yeah

Yeah I just been poppin' my ****

It's been gettin' live hol' up ****

Yeah you try to come wrong 'bout

This **** we poppin' ya tires hol' up ****

Uh hunnid round whoa feelin' like I'm on ten

Playin' both sides with these h*es hol' up

Shawty I'm ******* yo' friends hol' up

I been goin' crazy shawty I've been in the deep end

She not innocent uh **** she tryna go

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Yeah syrup oh-oh what

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Syrup oh-oh

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I just been icin' my h*es

I just been drippin' my ho drippin' my ho

This is a whole 'nother level shawty

I got these h*es on they toes h*es on they toes

I put the ***** on the road

She tryna **** on the

O hol' up hol' up

I got this ho with me she tryna show me

Some' hol' up hol' up

I got flows for days these niggas ain't

Knowin' none hol' up hol' up

Me and my bro locked in you know we on

One hol' up slatt slatt

We in the spot goin' crazy until the sun up

You worried about that ho that ho done

Chose us slatt

Uh pistols all in the kitchen can't

Give the zip code up hol' up yeah wow

Fien' fien' fien' hol' up hol' up huh yeah

Why the **** these niggas actin' like they know us

Double O Cactus yeah we towed up uh skrrt skrrt

Switch out the bag these niggas get rolled up

Hol' up slatt it's lit

Everything hit hol' up

Everything Homixide Homixide

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Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide

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