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Fein (Feat. Playboi Carti & Sheck Wes)

Travis Scott

UTOPIA


Just come outside for the night (Yeah)
Take your time, get your light (Yeah)
Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
I been out geekin' (Bitch)

Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend (Yeah), fiend, fiend, fiend

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

Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend

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 hoes (Hold up)
shorty, I'm fuckin' your friend (Hold up)
I've been goin' crazy, shorty
I've been in the deep end
She not innocent, uh, she just tryna go

Fiend (Talkin' 'bout), fiend, fiend (Yeah)
fiend, fiend (Syrup, oh, oh, what? Syrup)
Fiend, fiend (Syrup)
fiend, fiend, fiend (Oh, oh)
Fiend, fiend (Talkin' 'bout), fiend
fiend, fiend, fiend (Talkin' 'bout, let's go)

I just been icin' my hoes
I just been drippin' my hoes (Drippin' my hoes)
This is a whole 'nother level, shorty (Oh)
I got these hoes on they toes (Hoes on they toes)
I put the bitch on the road
she tryna fuck 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 knowin' 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)
Fiend, fiend, fiend (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
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

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