Fein letra

Just come outside, for the night (Yeah)
Take your time, get your light (Yeah)
Shawty giant, huh-uh
I been out geekin'
Bitch

Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Yeah)
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Yeah)
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien'
Fien', fien', fien', fien', fien' (Yeah)

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

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 bite (That bitch bite)
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

Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'
Fien', fien', fien', fien'
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'

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, they poppin' ya tires, hol' up (Shit)
Uh, hunnid round, woah, feel it, knock 'em on ten

Playin' both sides with these hoes (Hol' up)
Shawty, I'm f*ckin' yo' friends (Hol' up)
I been goin' crazy, shawty, how I been handlin' these bands
She not innocent, uh, shit, she tryna go—

Fien', fien' (Yeah, talm'bout), fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh, what?)
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh)
Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Talkin' bout, talm'bout, let's go)

I just been icin' my hoes
I just been drippin' my ho (Drippin' my ho)
This is a whole 'nother level, shawty
I got these hoes on they toes (Hoes on they)

I put this bitch on the road
She tryna f*ck 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 ho, that ho done chose us (Bitch-ass)
Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't get it to cold, uh, hol' up, yeah (Wow)

Fien', fien', fien' (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, yeah)
Why the f*ck these niggas actin' like they know us?
Double O 'Cat, this shit how we told 'em (Skrrt, skrrt)
Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up (It's lit, hol' up, slatt)
Everything lit, hol' up, everything Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien'
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)