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FE!N (Explicit) - Travis Scott
Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Jordan Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Khadimou Fall
Composed by：Jacques Webster/Jordan Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Khadimou Fall
Produced by：Travis Scott
Just come outside for the night
Yeah
Take your time get your light
Shawty giant huh-uh
I been out geekin'

*****
Fien' fien' fien' fien' fien'
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
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 fight
Tryna fight this
In the night come alive
Ain't asleep ain't a ain't a ain't-ain't-ain't
Fien' fien' fien' fien'-fien'
Syrup woah what
What
Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide what
Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide yeah
Yeah hol' up yeah
Yeah I just been poppin' my **** and forgettin' life hol' up
****
Yeah you try to come 'round 'bout this **** they poppin' ya tires hol' up
Uh hunnid round woah feel it knock 'em on ten
Playin' both sides with these h*es
Hol' up
Shawty I'm ******* yo' friends
I been goin' crazy shawty how I been handlin' these bands
She not innocent uh **** she tryna go
Fien' fien'
Yeah talm'bout
Fien' fien'-fien'-fien'
Syrup oh-oh what
Fien'
Syrup
Fien' fien' fien'
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
I put this ***** on the road
She tryna **** on the O hol' up hol' up
I got this ho with me she tryna show me sum' hold up hold up
I got flows for days these niggas ain't know nun' hol' up hol' up
Me and my bro locked in you know we on one hol' up
We in the spot goin' crazy that's 'til the sun up
You worried about that ho that ho done chose us
*****-a*s
Uh pistols all in the kitchen can't get it to cold uh hol' up yeah
Wow
Hol' up hol' up hol' up hol' up yeah
Why the **** these niggas actin' like they know us
Double O Cactus **** we towed up
Skrrt skrrt
Switch out the bag these niggas get rolled up
It's lit hol' up slatt
Everything lit hol' up everything Homixide Homixide
Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide
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Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide