FEEFA
6ix9ine Lyrics


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Trapped on one stop, served my own block
Bought my own watch (own watch)
Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (pop)
They can't freeze us (freeze us)
Skybox, we been at the top (sky)
They can't see us (see us)
Big knocks, fucked the dirty cops (Hey Michael)
They can't seize nothing
Big shot, fuck that little thot
I don't need y'all
I stay high, fucked her and forgot
Like amnesia (-nesia)
Real fly, yellow Prada socks
Bumblebee, huh (-bee, huh)
Went and got, Dior suit and tie
Fresh and clean, huh (Fresh and clean, huh)

The streets so cold, gotta ride wit' a pole
Gotta stay ready for the smoke, 'cause niggas tryna take my soul
I can't go, thought niggas was my bros, but they changed though
Niggas don't know shit 'bout that
How the fuck a nigga switch like that?
Gotta ride with a stick 'bout that
Put a rip from the hip like that
Keep it around me, I can't never lie
Niggas around me, they stay with the strap
Move from around me, or you could get whacked
I see a opp and I'm leaving my flight, oh

Percocet, bitches on me, I'm a walking brand
Stacking these bands, show like 80 a grand
Hoes in the sprinter van
Pulling up spraying, puttin' hoes in the trash cans
I'ma erase your man
Gunna again, I ain't never follow your trend
Nigga, you do what you can

Trapped on one stop, served my own block
Bought my own watch (own watch)
Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (pop)
They can't freeze us (freeze us)
Skybox, we been at the top (sky)
They can't see us (see us)
Big knocks, fucked the dirty cops (Hey Michael)
They can't seize nothing
Big shot, fuck that little thot
I don't need y'all
I stay high, fucked her and forgot
Like amnesia (-nesia)
Real fly, yellow Prada socks
Bumblebee, huh (-bee, huh)
Went and got, Dior suit and tie
Fresh and clean, huh (Fresh and clean, huh)

I can't sleep, just took 'em off the team
Had to break it down to three, get on one knee
I prayed to the Lord that he'd watch my family
Thinking this bitch gon' wait on me
Thinking my fans remember me
Thinking my friends remember me
Nigga, don't switch up on me
Can't tell me shit, 'specially not no bitch
Ten for ten with this shit
I'ma still drop these hits
I'ma still pop my shit
Got a Draco with the kick
Glock .30, hollow tips
Ride around with that shit all on my hip
See a opp, let it hit
Lately, I been on some suck my dick shit

Bitch, I'm stressing, oh, bitch, I'm stressing
Mama saying, "Don't cry, count your blessings"




I can't sleep, I can't sleep
(Hey, Michael) I can't, uh

Overall Meaning

The song "FEEFA" by 6ix9ine is a rap song that is relatively straightforward in its meaning, discussing the artist's experiences of living in a dangerous and violent world where he must constantly be ready for danger. The title itself refers to the phrase "Free (or Flee) First" and the lyrics speak to the idea of always being prepared for any situation. He references possessing a loaded Glock and being at the top of his game, while also acknowledging the corrupt police force that he has encountered in his life. These lyrics communicate his perception of himself as powerful and fearless, while also expressing his sense of distrust in those around him, believing that anyone could "switch" on him at any moment.


6ix9ine’s voice is filled with angst and he seems to be trying to establish his dominance in the Hip-Hop industry by showing that he’s impenetrable to anything. The song is explicit and uses strong language to depict his paranoia and fear, given his precarious position.


Line by Line Meaning

Trapped on one stop, served my own block
Stuck in the same place, but still holding it down in my own neighborhood


Bought my own watch (own watch)
I don't need anyone else's approval or money, I can buy whatever I want


Loaded Glock, lettin' that thing pop (pop)
I have a gun and I am not afraid to use it if necessary


They can't freeze us (freeze us)
No one can stop us or hold us back


Skybox, we been at the top (sky)
We are on the top of the world


They can't see us (see us)
No one can see us, we are too powerful


Big knocks, fucked the dirty cops (Hey Michael)
I had to deal with corrupt police officers in the past, but I came out on top


They can't seize nothing
No one can take what is rightfully mine


Big shot, fuck that little thot
I am too important and successful to waste my time with insignificant people


I don't need y'all
I don't need anybody else, I am self-sufficient


I stay high, fucked her and forgot
I do drugs to cope with my problems and I have casual sex without forming any emotional attachments


Like amnesia (-nesia)
I forget about things easily, especially things that are not important to me


Real fly, yellow Prada socks
I have expensive taste and I like to stand out with my fashion choices


Bumblebee, huh (-bee, huh)
I am like a bumblebee, buzzing around and enjoying the sweet things in life


Went and got, Dior suit and tie
I invest in expensive and high-quality clothing to enhance my image and status


Fresh and clean, huh (Fresh and clean, huh)
I like to keep my appearance fresh and clean at all times


The streets so cold, gotta ride wit' a pole
The world is dangerous and I have to protect myself with a gun


Gotta stay ready for the smoke, 'cause niggas tryna take my soul
I always have to be prepared for danger, because people are jealous of my success and want to harm me


I can't go, thought niggas was my bros, but they changed though
I can't trust anyone, even my closest friends can turn against me


Niggas don't know shit 'bout that
Most people don't understand my struggles and hardships


How the fuck a nigga switch like that?
It is hard to comprehend how someone can betray me and become my enemy


Gotta ride with a stick 'bout that
I always have to carry a weapon to protect myself


Put a rip from the hip like that
I can shoot my gun with ease and skill


Keep it around me, I can't never lie
I always keep my gun with me and I am always honest


Niggas around me, they stay with the strap
My associates always have guns with them, just like me


Move from around me, or you could get whacked
If you are not with me, then you are against me and you might get hurt


I see a opp and I'm leaving my flight, oh
When I see my enemies, I always fight back and leave them defeated


Percocet, bitches on me, I'm a walking brand
I use drugs and women to enhance my image and make myself more appealing to others


Stacking these bands, show like 80 a grand
I am making a lot of money and I am not afraid to show it off


Hoes in the sprinter van
I have multiple women with me at all times, traveling in a luxurious vehicle


Pulling up spraying, puttin' hoes in the trash cans
I am so powerful that I can harm and dispose of women without any consequences


I'ma erase your man
I am so powerful that I can eliminate anyone who gets in my way


Gunna again, I ain't never follow your trend
I always do things my way and I don't care what others think or say


Nigga, you do what you can
You are not as powerful or successful as me, so don't even try to compete


I can't sleep, just took 'em off the team
I am so worried and stressed that I cannot even rest properly, and I had to get rid of some people on my team


Had to break it down to three, get on one knee
I had to narrow down my loyal associates and acknowledge their dedication to me


I prayed to the Lord that he'd watch my family
Despite my violent and dangerous lifestyle, I still hope for protection and safety for my loved ones


Thinking this bitch gon' wait on me
I expect women to be loyal to me, despite my lack of commitment and investment in them


Thinking my fans remember me
I am anxious about whether or not my fans still support and appreciate me


Thinking my friends remember me
I am worried that my so-called friends might forget about me or betray me


Nigga, don't switch up on me
I am warning my associates to never turn against me or switch sides


Can't tell me shit, 'specially not no bitch
I am too powerful and independent to take anyone's advice or criticism, especially not from a woman


Ten for ten with this shit
I am very skilled and confident in what I do


I'ma still drop these hits
I am determined to keep making successful music, despite any obstacles or critics


I'ma still pop my shit
I am not ashamed of my controversial and violent behavior and I will continue to boast about it


Got a Draco with the kick
I have a type of gun with a unique feature that makes it even more deadly


Glock .30, hollow tips
I have another type of gun with bullets that are designed to cause maximum damage


Ride around with that shit all on my hip
I always carry my gun with me, openly displaying my power and potential threat


See a opp, let it hit
If I see an enemy or a threat, I will not hesitate to use my gun to eliminate it


Lately, I been on some suck my dick shit
I am so frustrated and angry that I am challenging anyone and everyone to come at me, regardless of the consequences


Bitch, I'm stressing, oh, bitch, I'm stressing
I am extremely anxious and worried about my safety and success


Mama saying, "Don't cry, count your blessings"
My mother is trying to comfort me and remind me of the good things in my life


I can't sleep, I can't sleep
I am so overwhelmed and anxious that I cannot rest peacefully


(Hey, Michael) I can't, uh
I am so troubled that I cannot even communicate properly, calling out to someone named Michael for help or guidance




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Green, Daniel Hernandez, David Mora, Michael Mora, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens

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