The song "FE!N" by Travis Scott featuring Playboi Carti explores themes of hedonism, excess, and the all-consuming quest for pleasure, success, and validation. The word "fein" is a stylized spelling of "fiend," which is slang for someone who is addicted or obsessed, often used in the context of drug addiction but here expanded to reference any intense craving or obsession, such as fame, material success, or stimulation.
Meaning Behind “FE!N” by Travis Scott
At its core, "FE!N" is about chasing highs whether they come from substances, power, or the lifestyles of the rich and famous. The repetitive chant of “FE!N” emphasizes a relentless, insatiable desire for more, beyond just drugs: more thrill, more pleasure, more status. In the lyrics, Travis and Carti depict a world where satisfaction is fleeting, and indulgence is both a reward and a curse. Moments such as “I’ve been focused on the future, never on right now” and “what I’m sippin’ not kombucha, either pink or brown” highlight escapism and the trade-off between well-being and living on the edge. The hypnotic, energetic production matches this restless spirit mirroring the urgency and mania of fiending for something that never quite fulfills.
Lyrics of FE!N (feat. Playboi Carti) by Travis Scott, Playboi Carti
Intro
Just come outside for the night (yeah)
Take your time, get your light (yeah)
Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
I been out geekin′ (bitch)
chorus
Travis Scott
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (yeah)
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (yeah)
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
FE!N, FE!N (yeah), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
verse
Travis Scott
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′ outta 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
chorus
Travis Scott
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
bridge
Playboi Carti
Schyeah, whoa, what? What?
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
What? (Yeah), whoa, whoa (yeah-yeah)
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Hit, yeah, hol' up (yeah)
verse
Playboi Carti
Yeah, I just been poppin′ my shit and gettin' it live, hol′ up (shit)
Yeah, you try to come wrong 'bout this shit, we poppin′ your tires, hol' up (shit)
Uh, hunnid-round (whoa), feelin' like I′m on ten
Playin′ both sides with these hos (hol' up), shawty, I′m fuckin' your friend (hol′ up)
I've been goin′ crazy, shawty, I've been in the deep end
She not innocent, uh, she just tryna go
chorus
Travis Scott & Playboi Carti
FE!N (talkin' ′bout), FE!N, FE!N (schyeah), FE!N, FE!N (schyeah, oh-oh, what? Schyeah)
FE!N, FE!N (schyeah), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (oh-oh)
FE!N, FE!N (talkin′ 'bout), FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (talkin′ 'bout, let′s go)
verse
Travis Scott & Playboi Carti
I just been icin' my hos, I just been drippin′ my hos (drippin' my ho)
This is a whole 'nother level, shawty (oh), I got these hos on they toes (hos
on they toes)
I put the bitch on the road, she tryna fuck on the O, hol′ up, hol′ up
I got this ho with me, she tryna show me somethin', hol′ up, hol' up (oh)
I got flows for days, these niggas ain′t on nothin', hol′ up, yeah (oh)
Me and my boy locked in, you know we on one, hol' 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, hol′ up, yeah, slatt (wow)
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (huh, huh, huh, huh? Yeah)
Why the fuck these niggas actin' like they know us?
00CACTUS, yeah, we towed up (skrrt-skrrt), uh-yeah
Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up, hol′ up (it's lit), slatt
Everythin′ hit, hol' up, everythin′ Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
outro
Travis Scott & Playboi Carti
FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
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