[Intro: Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
Just come outside for the night (Yeah)
Take your time, get your light (Yeah)
Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
I been out geekin' (Bitch)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti, Sheck Wes & Travis Scott]
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend (Yeah), fiend, fiend, fiend

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
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

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
[Bridge: Playboi Carti]
I'm wit' Travis
Uh, I'm wit' Travis
Uh, I'm wit' Travis
Killin' shit, doin' it right to film
Geek, geek (Geek, geek)
Yeah, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hit, everything hit, yeah

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
I just been poppin' my shit and forgettin' it live, hold up (Hold up, shit)
Yeah, you try to come wrong 'bout this shit, we poppin' your tires, hold up (Shit)
Uh, hundred round, huh, uh (Woah), feelin' like I'm on ten, hold up
Playin' both sides with this hoe, hold up, shawty, I'm fuckin' your friend, hold up
I've been goin' crazy, huh, I've been on the deep end, hold up
She not innocent, hold up, shawty just tryna go

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott]
Fiend, fiend, fiend (Yeah), fiend, fiend (Oh-oh, what?)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Oh-oh)
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend (Let's go)

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott]
Uh, I just been icin' my ho, huh (My ho), I just been drippin' my ho, yeah
This is that expensive drip, hol' up, I got the ho on her toe, huh
I put ya' ho on the road, shawty wanna play wit' the O, yeah, yeah
I got the ho with me, she 'boutta show me some', hold up, hold up (Oh)
I got flows for days, these n***as ain't on nothin', hold up, hold up (Oh)
Me and my bro locked in, you know we on one, hold up, hold up (Slatt, slatt)
We in the spot goin' crazy until the sun up, hold up, hold up
You worried about that ho, that ho done chose up, hold up, hold up
Pistols all in the kitchen, can't give the zip code up, hold up, hold up (Wow-wow)
Fiend, fiend, fiend (Homixide, yeah)
Why the fuck these n***as actin' like they know us? Hold up, uh
Double O, Cactus, hold up, yeah we towed up (Yeah, we towed up, skrrt, skrrt), uh
Switch out the bag, these n***as get rolled up (It's lit)
Everything lit, hold up, everything, everything, everything
[Bridge: Playboi Carti]
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)

[Verse 4: Sheck Wes]
Shawty, why you shakin'? Only wanna meet (Yeah, bitch)
Racks on my mind, racks on my sneakers (Wha'?)
Took her from the stage, straight to the bleachers (Bitch)
Young Sheck Wes be wildin' when I'm on the beat (Yeah, bitch)
I buss her up, then cut her off, 'cause I don't need her (Wow)
Damn, mother, it's gon' burn, baby (Burn)
I can't get invested, just my turn, baby (It's just my turn)
I jump off the roof and crash a turntables (Crash a turn, phew)
The tables never turn, we got the scouts (Bitch)
I'ma make her fiend (Fiend)
We pull up, make a scene (Yaow)
Bust down my ho, my team (Yeah)
Been doin' this shit since a teen (Yeah)
Scream, fiend (Yeah), fiend (Bitch), fiend (Yeah), fiend (Yeah)
Fiend (Yaow), fiend, fiend (Bitch, yaow)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
Fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend