FE!N (Explicit) - Travis Scott/Playboi Carti

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

Yeah

Johnny Dang yeah yeah

I been out geekin'

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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

What I'm sippin' not kombucha either pink or brown

It's lit

I'm the one that introduced you to the you right now

Mmm let's go

Oh my God that ***** bitin'

That ***** bitin'

Well alright

Alright

Tryna vibe

I'm tryna vibe this

In the night come alive

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

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Syrup woah what

What

Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide

What

Yeah

Woah woah

Yeah yeah

Homixide Homixide Homixide Homixide

Hit yeah hold up

Yeah

Yeah I just been poppin' my **** and gettin' it live hold up

****

Yeah you try to come wrong 'bout this ****

We poppin' your tires hold up

****

Uh hundred-round

Woah

Feelin' like I'm on ten

Playin' both sides with these h*es

Hold up

Shawty I'm ******* your friend

Hold up

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

She not innocent uh she just tryna go

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Talkin' 'bout

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Syrup oh oh what

Syrup

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Oh oh

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Talkin' 'bout

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Talkin' 'bout let's go

I just been icin' my h*es I just been drippin' my h*es

Drippin' my h*es

This is a whole 'nother level shawty

Oh

I got these h*es on they toes

H*es on they toes

I put the ***** on the road

She tryna **** on the O hold up hold up

I got this ho with me

She tryna show me somethin' hold up hold up

Oh

I got flows for days these niggas ain't on nothin' hold up yeah

Oh

Me and my boy locked in you know we on one hold up uh

Slatt slatt

We in the spot goin' crazy until the sun up

You worried about that ho that ho done chose up

Slatt *****-a*s

Uh pistols all in the kitchen

Can't give the zip code up hold up yeah

Wow

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Huh huh huh huh yeah

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

Double O Cactus yeah we towed up

Skrrt skrrt

Uh yeah

Switch out the bag these niggas get rolled up hold up

It's lit

Slatt

Everything hit hold up everything Homixide Homixide

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