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

Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein (yeah)
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein (yeah)
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein
Fein, fein (yeah) , fein, fein, fein

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 (mm, 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

Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein
Fein, fein, fein, fein
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein

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)
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

Fein (talkin' 'bout) , fein, fein (yeah)
fein, fein (syrup, oh, oh, what? Syrup)
Fein, fein (syrup) , fein, fein, fein (oh, oh)
Fein, fein (talkin' 'bout) , fein, fein
fein, fein (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, shawty (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 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)
Fein, fein, fein (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)
Fein, fein, fein, fein, fein, fein
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)