FITC (Nightcore)

Lil Can

Fiji in the Beans

Back at it again

My name is Fiji and I rock the mic

Just like Lil Can fights the dykes

Wooo

I can't say that no more

Cause 2017's gone out the door

Straight chillin, vibin, smokin' on my ganja

Tryna make it right so I live a little longer

Tryna keep the peace and make some love

But all I make is my music

So I'm gonna use it to feel more alive

Come on, dance along

To my tropical vibes, they go like

And we're gonna go again

Lil Can, we spittin' again

Like Jeremy spits his tonsil stones

Ooo, let me smell your cologne

What fragrance are you wearing, bro

Is it Jean Paul, Gaultier

Gucci Guilty, Saint Laurent

Why you out here staring at our crotches

We ain't even synchronize our watches

Oh, but you're just a watcher

Preying on my downfall, while I go farther

Yes, you, yeah, you're just a watcher

Sitting idle soft while my beats go harder, bitch

The name is Fiji, and I'll always rock the mic

Like Lil Can will always fight the dykes

And woo, I can't say that no more

Cause 2017's gone out the door

Straight chillin, vibin, smokin' on my ganja

Tryna make it right so I live a little longer

Tryna keep the peace and make some love

But all I make is my music

So I'm gonna use it to feel more alive

Come on, dance along to my tropical vibes

And it goes, my music

So I'm gonna use it to feel more alive

Come on, dance along to my tropical vibes

They go like