Fortissimo Fever
I want it all
Just like Kobe in the clutch I showed these niggas how to ball
Watch yo mouth when I pop out don't say my name you not involved
Tuck my Glock and spin the block cus money make the world revolve
If I snap twice that ends ya life
Lil bro jus waiting for the call
Oooh
What's the word
I been bout what I say I'm bout and I'm on everything you heard
Niggas for the bitches now y'all down so bad this shit absurd
And hoes trying to touch the riches now hell nah this bread ain't for the birds
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
You can have her back cus I ain't fucking with a treisha
White girl popping molly like she trying to have seizure
Kill her with a smile commit a murder when I greet ya
Baby hit the floor when I said hello nice to meet ya
She a model know she bad and all the bitches wanna be her
We took pictures in the rain and made an art galleria
I'm on fire and it's prolly cus I'm clutching on my heater
Not my beat this my flow and I ain't calling Maria
I got fortissimo fever
Sorry bout it baby girl but I'm a
Heart eater
I just can't stay in my lane can't play my part
Either
Tell these niggas I'm a timeless work of art
Oohh Celly en Noir
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh (I got, I got, I got, I got)
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
You can have her back cus I ain't fucking w a treisha
White girl popping molly like she trying to have seizure
Kill her w a smile commit a murder when I greet ya
Baby hit the floor when I said hello nice to meet ya
Ooooh, I got fortissimo fever
Turn this shit so loud fuck around and blow the speakers
Can't go out and party can't be fucking up my sneakers
Make a good impression on your girl then imma keep her
She just wanna party but I'm antisocial baby
I don't know what else to tell you but I can't make you my lady
And I see you the way you moving you ain't loyal bitch you shady
Say you hate me but you know you can't replace me
I don't wanna hear you say you love me
Don't know why you're staying baby girl you should be running from me
On another note I don't know how this shit keeps coming to me
Feeling like a genius don't believe it but you're bumping to me
Don't like my shit and you say that I'm trash
You making memes and I'm making this cash
Run up on me I'll leave you with a gash
Feeling like Celly I'm gone in a flash
You should've kept that shit to yourself
I'm all over the place like an elf on the shelf
But I'm antisocial I stay to myself
So I'm not gonna ask anybody for help
Oooh, Celly En Noir
Oooh, and CDG
Ooooh (I got, I got, I got, I got)
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
Just like Kobe in the clutch I showed these niggas how to ball
Watch yo mouth when I pop out don't say my name you not involved
Tuck my Glock and spin the block cus money make the world revolve
If I snap twice that ends ya life
Lil bro jus waiting for the call
Oooh
What's the word
I been bout what I say I'm bout and I'm on everything you heard
Niggas for the bitches now y'all down so bad this shit absurd
And hoes trying to touch the riches now hell nah this bread ain't for the birds
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
You can have her back cus I ain't fucking with a treisha
White girl popping molly like she trying to have seizure
Kill her with a smile commit a murder when I greet ya
Baby hit the floor when I said hello nice to meet ya
She a model know she bad and all the bitches wanna be her
We took pictures in the rain and made an art galleria
I'm on fire and it's prolly cus I'm clutching on my heater
Not my beat this my flow and I ain't calling Maria
I got fortissimo fever
Sorry bout it baby girl but I'm a
Heart eater
I just can't stay in my lane can't play my part
Either
Tell these niggas I'm a timeless work of art
Oohh Celly en Noir
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh (I got, I got, I got, I got)
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
You can have her back cus I ain't fucking w a treisha
White girl popping molly like she trying to have seizure
Kill her w a smile commit a murder when I greet ya
Baby hit the floor when I said hello nice to meet ya
Ooooh, I got fortissimo fever
Turn this shit so loud fuck around and blow the speakers
Can't go out and party can't be fucking up my sneakers
Make a good impression on your girl then imma keep her
She just wanna party but I'm antisocial baby
I don't know what else to tell you but I can't make you my lady
And I see you the way you moving you ain't loyal bitch you shady
Say you hate me but you know you can't replace me
I don't wanna hear you say you love me
Don't know why you're staying baby girl you should be running from me
On another note I don't know how this shit keeps coming to me
Feeling like a genius don't believe it but you're bumping to me
Don't like my shit and you say that I'm trash
You making memes and I'm making this cash
Run up on me I'll leave you with a gash
Feeling like Celly I'm gone in a flash
You should've kept that shit to yourself
I'm all over the place like an elf on the shelf
But I'm antisocial I stay to myself
So I'm not gonna ask anybody for help
Oooh, Celly En Noir
Oooh, and CDG
Ooooh (I got, I got, I got, I got)
Fortissimo Fever
Wayne gone blow the beat up
She tell you she love you
That's before I meet her
Put her in a foreign
Let her put her feet up
Now she say she single
Guess she got amnesia
Credits
Writer(s): Coleman Grehawick
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