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Phenomenon Video (MV)




Performed By: French Montana
Featuring: Max B
Length: 2:58
Written by: Karim Kharbouch, Charles Wingate




French Montana - Phenomenon Lyrics
Official




[ Featuring Max B ]

(Don Velli)
(Couture, yeah)

She love it when I come up in her insides (yeah)
Hunnid on the Benz while a nigga switch sides like Benedict
You can try and play it innocent
Baby, she a bad girl, childlike innocence
Like her cartoon sprinkles on her cupcake
All you gotta do is play my music in the Bush'
Pure freaky, niggas can't beat (nope)
Bottles of the Hennessy, mix it with the P-P
Fold it up neatly
Put it in the drawer, half a million in the mattress
Put in in the floor
Baby'll f*ck 'cause she mulatto
Duckin' from the five-o
Nigga got swaggy, it's still my bravado
Got a have it, toss it like salad
Not Sean Paul, not 21 Savage
Like scroungy, Harry Belafonte
Pretty with no ass like Ariana Grande

I love it when my niggas get paid (ayy, oh)
Black double R tint, on chrome (oh, oh, nah-nah)
See I never ever made a mistake (nah-nah, nah-nah, ooh-ah)
Nighty night for you niggas I pray (ayy)
Somethin' like a Phenomenon (oh)

I'ma get whole lit, double by tomorrow
Block one shot and I ain't standin' by the bar
I'm in the V-I-double G-I (I)
Got my ear to the streets like I'm Megan G hot (woo)
My style is real unique
I take her right out your way, I snipe, real antique
So tell your friend to go and bring a friend
We make it fast like Ramadan, young phenomenon
The mini-me's become enemies
'Cause I don't let them close, top off the Porsche
Like Kennedy, my bitch from Andes
Check-check-check out my melody
Moves I'm makin', stakes get higher
Put all my jewels on, I start a riot (riot)
You need a half a ticket, face on a flyer (flyer)
One man band, stop preachin' to the choir (choir)
Hundred round sound like a marchin' band
Then I can't hear the engine, that's the silence of the lamb (ooh)
'Cause the world keep turnin' (turnin')
They know who we are (who we are)
Baby keep burnin' (baby keep burnin')
Wack bitches I'm curvin' (bitches I'm curvin')
Had to wait for my turn and (had to wait for my turn)
Now we on top
Young phenomenon (phenomenon)
Check-check-check out my melody (phenomenon)
Young phenomenon (phenomenon)
The number one rule, you gotta get paid (paid)
Young phenomenon
Everything I told you's the truth (nothin' but the truth)
Young phenomenon

I love it when my niggas get paid (ayy, oh)
Black double R tint, on chrome (oh, oh)
See I never ever made a mistake (ayy)
Nighty night for you niggas I pray (ayy, oh)

Somethin' like a phenomenon
Thought I was dead, but I'm alive
Thought I was finished but I'm the time
If the scale zero to ten, I'm a nine (oh)
Somethin' like a phenomenon (yeah)
Thought I was dead, but I'm alive
Thought I was finished but I'm the time
If the scale zero to ten, I'm a nine (oh)
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(Don Velli)
(Couture, yeah)

She love it when I come up in her insides (yeah)
Hunnid on the Benz while a nigga switch sides like Benedict
You can try and play it innocent
Baby, she a bad girl, childlike innocence
Like her cartoon sprinkles on her cupcake
All you gotta do is play my music in the Bush'
Pure freaky, niggas can't beat (nope)
Bottles of the Hennessy, mix it with the P-P
Fold it up neatly
Put it in the drawer, half a million in the mattress
Put in in the floor
Baby'll f*ck 'cause she mulatto
Duckin' from the five-o
Nigga got swaggy, it's still my bravado
Got a have it, toss it like salad
Not Sean Paul, not 21 Savage
Like scroungy, Harry Belafonte
Pretty with no ass like Ariana Grande

I love it when my niggas get paid (ayy, oh)
Black double R tint, on chrome (oh, oh, nah-nah)
See I never ever made a mistake (nah-nah, nah-nah, ooh-ah)
Nighty night for you niggas I pray (ayy)
Somethin' like a Phenomenon (oh)

I'ma get whole lit, double by tomorrow
Block one shot and I ain't standin' by the bar
I'm in the V-I-double G-I (I)
Got my ear to the streets like I'm Megan G hot (woo)
My style is real unique
I take her right out your way, I snipe, real antique
So tell your friend to go and bring a friend
We make it fast like Ramadan, young phenomenon
The mini-me's become enemies
'Cause I don't let them close, top off the Porsche
Like Kennedy, my bitch from Andes
Check-check-check out my melody
Moves I'm makin', stakes get higher
Put all my jewels on, I start a riot (riot)
You need a half a ticket, face on a flyer (flyer)
One man band, stop preachin' to the choir (choir)
Hundred round sound like a marchin' band
Then I can't hear the engine, that's the silence of the lamb (ooh)
'Cause the world keep turnin' (turnin')
They know who we are (who we are)
Baby keep burnin' (baby keep burnin')
Wack bitches I'm curvin' (bitches I'm curvin')
Had to wait for my turn and (had to wait for my turn)
Now we on top
Young phenomenon (phenomenon)
Check-check-check out my melody (phenomenon)
Young phenomenon (phenomenon)
The number one rule, you gotta get paid (paid)
Young phenomenon
Everything I told you's the truth (nothin' but the truth)
Young phenomenon

I love it when my niggas get paid (ayy, oh)
Black double R tint, on chrome (oh, oh)
See I never ever made a mistake (ayy)
Nighty night for you niggas I pray (ayy, oh)

Somethin' like a phenomenon
Thought I was dead, but I'm alive
Thought I was finished but I'm the time
If the scale zero to ten, I'm a nine (oh)
Somethin' like a phenomenon (yeah)
Thought I was dead, but I'm alive
Thought I was finished but I'm the time
If the scale zero to ten, I'm a nine (oh)
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Writer: Karim Kharbouch, Charles Wingate
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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