Travis Scott Fe!N Şarkı Sözleri

Just come outside, for the night (Yeah)
Take your time, get your light (Yeah)
Shawty giant, huh-uh
I been out geekin′
Bitch
Fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend-fiend-fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend-fiend-fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend-fiend-fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah)
The career's more at stake when you in your prime (Slatt)
Fuck that paper, baby it′s on the dotted line (Dot, yeah)
I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (Yeah, yeah, bitch)
It's like always dangerous, want a peace of mind
I been focused on the future, never on right now (Ah)
But I′m sippin′ that 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 fight (Tryna fight this)
In the night, come alive
Ain′t asleep, ain't a—, ain′t a—, ain't-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, fiend, fiend
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 and forgettin′ life, hol' up (Shit)
Yeah, you try to come ′round
'Bout this shit
We poppin′ ya tires, hol' up (Shit)
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—
Fiend, fiend (Yeah, talm'bout), fiend Fiend-fiend
Fiend (Syrup, oh-oh, what?)
Fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend-fiend-fiend (Syrup, oh-oh)
Fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend-fiend-fiend (Talkin' bout,talm′bout,let′s go)
I just been icin' 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
That′s 'til the sun up
You worried about that hoe, that hoe done chose us (Bitch-ass)
Pistol solid in the kitchen
Can′t get it to the cold, bruh, hol' up, yeah, (Wow)
Fiend, fiend, fiend (Hol' up, hol′ up, hol′ up, hol' up, yeah)
Why the fuck these niggas actin′ like they know us
Double R kit, hol' up, yeah, we told up (Skrrt, skrrt)
Specially out the bag, these niggas get rolled up (It′s lit)
Huh, heard it's yours, yours
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend