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FE!N (feat. Playboi Carti)

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الكلمات
Just come outside for the night (Yeah)

Take your time, get your light (Yeah)

Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah

I been out geekin' (B**h)

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (Yeah)

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 (Yeah), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N

The career's more at stake when you in your prime (At stake)

F**k that paper, baby, my face on the dotted line (Dot, yeah)

I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (Yeah, yeah, b**h)

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 b**h bitin' (That b**h 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

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, FE!N, FE!N

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 shit and gettin' it live, hold up (Shit)

Yeah, you try to come wrong 'bout this shit, we poppin' your tires, hold up (Shit)

Uh, hundred-round (Woah), feelin' like I'm on ten

Playin' both sides with these h**s (Hold up), shawty, I'm f**n' 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

FE!N (Talkin' 'bout), FE!N, FE!N (Yeah), FE!N, FE!N (Syrup, oh, oh, what? syrup)

FE!N, FE!N (Syrup), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (Oh, oh)

FE!N, FE!N (Talkin' 'bout), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (Talkin' 'bout, let's go)

I just been icin' my h**s, I just been drippin' my h**s (Drippin' my h**s)

This is a whole 'nother level, shawty (Oh), I got these h**s on they toes (H**s on they toes)

I put the b**h on the road, she tryna f**k 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, bitch-ass)

Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't give the zip code up, hold up, yeah (Wow)

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Yeah

Why the f**k 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 (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

FE!N (feat. Playboi Carti) لـ Travis Scott/Playboi Carti - الكلمات والمقاطع