Fe!N Lyrics – Travis Scott
Fe!N Lyrics
Just come outside for the night yeah Take your time get your light yeah Shawty giant huh-uh I been out geekin’ bitch!
Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n-fe!n fe!n yeah Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n-fe!n fe!n yeah Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n-fe!n fe!n Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n yeah..
The career’s more at stake When you in your prime at stake Fuck that paper baby My face on the dotted line dot, yeah I been flyin’ out of town for some peace Of mind yeah yeah bitch
It’s like always they just Want a peace of mind I been focused on the future Never on right now But i’m sippin’ not 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 bitch bad that bitch bad But alright alright tryna vibe tryna vibe like this In the night come alive Ain’t asleep ain’t a ain’t a ain’t ain’t ain’t
Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n Fein fein fein fein…
Syrup woah what? what? Homixide homixide homixide homixide what? Yeah woah yeah yeah Homixide homixide homixide homixide yeah Yeah hol’ up yeah
Yeah i just been poppin’ my shit It’s been gettin’ live, hol’ up (shit) Yeah you try to come ’round ’bout this shit They poppin’ ya tires hol’ up shit Uh hunnid round woah feel it knock ’em on ten
Playin’ both sides with these hoes hol’ up Shawty i’m fuckin’ yo’ friends hol’ up I been goin’ crazy shawty how I been handlin’ these bands She not innocent shit she tryna go
Fe!n fe!n yeah talm ’bout Fe!n fe!n fe!n syrup oh oh what? Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n syrup Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n Talking ’bout talm ’bout let’s go
I just been icing my hoes I just been drippin’ My hoe drippin’ my hoe This is a whole ‘nother level shawty I got the hoes on they toes hoes I put this bitch on the road
She tryna fuck 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 ’til the sun up You worried about ho That ho done chose us bitch ass Uh pistols all in the kitchen Can’t get it to the cold Uh hol’ up yeah wow
Fe!n fe!n fe!n hol’ Up hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up yeah..
Why the fuck these niggas Acting like they know us? Double o cactus shit This shit how we told ’em 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..
Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fein Fe!n fe!n fe!n fe!n fein Homixide, homixide, homixide Homixide, homixide, homixide, homixide
Song Credits
Song: Fe!N