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F O R T N I G H T Video (MV)




Performed By: Hbe
Length: 3:15
Written by: marquis ford




Hbe - F O R T N I G H T Lyrics




(H.B)
(HOTBOOOYYYY)
(YEA!)

They call me "Hot Boy" I spit flame like a torch light
Shoot up yo' trap like Fortnite
Keep a weapon yea its mandatory
Its in my jeans (genes) like Faded Glory
Its in my DNA
I'm 'bout my cheese and my chips like its Frito Lay
Cartier frames on my face I can see the hate
Get to it, chasing that doe at a cheetah pace (yea)

I'm in love with the trap baby (yea)
Makin' plays back to back lately (yea yea)
I been movin' that sack crazy (yea)
I don't know how to act baby (know how to act baby)
I been sippin' on Act lately (I been sippin' on mud)
Half the reason why I act lazy (yea)
But I still keep the strap baby (yea)
I'm in love with the trap baby (I'm in love with the trap baby)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper (Boujie)
Fake nigga youse a movie actor (Movie)

Lil bitch we pull up with extra clips
Turn it to a horror movie exorcist
My My niggas young and they reckless
Rob 'em then bring me his necklace
In the hood thats a trophy
.44 snub nose like Ginobili
9 on his back like he Parker no Tony
In other words I am a shooter like Kobe (yea)
Diamonds on me drip (Yea Yea)
Charger with the kit
You niggas celibate (Yea Yea)
You can't f*ck with this
Poppin' Percocets (Yea Yea)
Sippin' Actavis
And we want all the smoke (Yea Bitch)
Like a cancer stick

They call me "Hot Boy" I spit flame like a torch light
Shoot up Shoot up yo' trap like Fortnite
Keep a weapon yea its mandatory
Its in my jeans (genes) like Faded Glory
Its in my DNA
I'm 'bout my cheese and my chips like its Frito Lay
Cartier frames on my face I can see the hate
Get to it, chasing that doe at a cheetah pace (yea)

I'm in love with the trap baby (yea)
Makin' plays back to back lately (yea yea)
I been movin' that sack crazy (yea)
I don't know how to act baby (know how to act baby)
I been sippin' on Act lately (I been sippin' on mud)
Half the reason why I act lazy (yea)
But I still keep the strap baby (yea)
I'm in love with the trap baby (I'm in love with the trap baby)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper (Boujie)
Fake nigga youse a movie actor (Movie)

I keep that hammer like M.C
Trap out yo hoe spot rent free
Swagger on point Mr. Bentley
Gucci shoes shirt FENDI
One thing for certain
If she got good head I'll buy her a Birkin
When I'm on them Percocets swear perkin tweakin'
Might itch a lil bit' Steven Erkel I'm geeking' (yea)
I do this shit for no reason (yea)
I don't get mad I get even (yea)
I used to shop inside J.C. Penny's
Now I be spending in Neimen's (yea)
Like run up a check
Bust down a brick cop a Patek
Got so much drip, ain't talking bout sweat
They love me in my hood I'm famous like Dex (Yea!)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper
Fake nigga youse a movie actor
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(H.B)
(HOTBOOOYYYY)
(YEA!)

They call me "Hot Boy" I spit flame like a torch light
Shoot up yo' trap like Fortnite
Keep a weapon yea its mandatory
Its in my jeans (genes) like Faded Glory
Its in my DNA
I'm 'bout my cheese and my chips like its Frito Lay
Cartier frames on my face I can see the hate
Get to it, chasing that doe at a cheetah pace (yea)

I'm in love with the trap baby (yea)
Makin' plays back to back lately (yea yea)
I been movin' that sack crazy (yea)
I don't know how to act baby (know how to act baby)
I been sippin' on Act lately (I been sippin' on mud)
Half the reason why I act lazy (yea)
But I still keep the strap baby (yea)
I'm in love with the trap baby (I'm in love with the trap baby)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper (Boujie)
Fake nigga youse a movie actor (Movie)

Lil bitch we pull up with extra clips
Turn it to a horror movie exorcist
My My niggas young and they reckless
Rob 'em then bring me his necklace
In the hood thats a trophy
.44 snub nose like Ginobili
9 on his back like he Parker no Tony
In other words I am a shooter like Kobe (yea)
Diamonds on me drip (Yea Yea)
Charger with the kit
You niggas celibate (Yea Yea)
You can't f*ck with this
Poppin' Percocets (Yea Yea)
Sippin' Actavis
And we want all the smoke (Yea Bitch)
Like a cancer stick

They call me "Hot Boy" I spit flame like a torch light
Shoot up Shoot up yo' trap like Fortnite
Keep a weapon yea its mandatory
Its in my jeans (genes) like Faded Glory
Its in my DNA
I'm 'bout my cheese and my chips like its Frito Lay
Cartier frames on my face I can see the hate
Get to it, chasing that doe at a cheetah pace (yea)

I'm in love with the trap baby (yea)
Makin' plays back to back lately (yea yea)
I been movin' that sack crazy (yea)
I don't know how to act baby (know how to act baby)
I been sippin' on Act lately (I been sippin' on mud)
Half the reason why I act lazy (yea)
But I still keep the strap baby (yea)
I'm in love with the trap baby (I'm in love with the trap baby)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper (Boujie)
Fake nigga youse a movie actor (Movie)

I keep that hammer like M.C
Trap out yo hoe spot rent free
Swagger on point Mr. Bentley
Gucci shoes shirt FENDI
One thing for certain
If she got good head I'll buy her a Birkin
When I'm on them Percocets swear perkin tweakin'
Might itch a lil bit' Steven Erkel I'm geeking' (yea)
I do this shit for no reason (yea)
I don't get mad I get even (yea)
I used to shop inside J.C. Penny's
Now I be spending in Neimen's (yea)
Like run up a check
Bust down a brick cop a Patek
Got so much drip, ain't talking bout sweat
They love me in my hood I'm famous like Dex (Yea!)

My Sprite is so dirty that shit need a bath
I done broke a sweat
Thumbin' through hundreds and counting this cash
I be servin' that gas!
Hell Cat with the digital dash, V8 real fast
Sippin' lean outta glass ima boujie trapper
Fake nigga youse a movie actor
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: marquis ford
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