FE!N (feat. Playboi Carti)

Just come outside for the night (yeah)

Take your time, get your light (yeah)

Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah

I been out geekin' (bitch)

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (yeah)

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

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 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 bitch bitin' (that bitch 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

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, huh, uh, feelin' like I'm on ten

Playin' both sides with these hoes, hold up, shawty, I'm fuckin' 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 (oh)

FE!N (syrup), FE!N, FE!N (syrup), FE!N (oh)

FE!N, FE!N (talkin' 'bout), FE!N, FE!N (talkin' 'bout), FE!N

I just been icin' my hoes, I just been drippin' my hoes (drippin' my hoes)

That's a whole 'nother level, shawty, I got these hoes on they toes, huh

I put the bitch the road, she tryna fuck on the O, hol' up, hol' up

I got the hoe with me, she tryna show me some, hol' up, hol' up

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

Me and my bro 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 hoe, that hoe done chose up (slatt, bitch-ass)

Pistols all in the kitchen, can't give the zip code up, hold up, yeah (wow-wow)

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Yeah)

Why the fuck 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

FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N

Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide