916frosty - ​false alarm lyrics

[916frosty - ​false alarm lyrics]

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah niNETY8

False alarm, false alarm
Chasin' all these bags like
It’s Saint Laurent
Tell it to the city, tell 'em that I'm on
Catch a case of frostbite
Just look at my arm false alarm, false alarm
Get close to my circle, got the firearm
Rockin’ out like Hendrix but without guitars
They told me to keep my
Grind and I'll go far

Yeah, what?
Your bitch got my kids on her face, yeah
Hop in the 'Rari and race
Balenciaga's my taste
Take your bitch out of the race
Hundred thousand in the safe
Hid the clip, I don't want no case
Threw the bands in the trap all day
I just saw your man and
He can't afford my clothes
Why you tryna flex on me while
You don't got no hoes?
Keep it up like this and one
Day you gon' get exposed
Walk outside to Lennox with some
Ricky on my toes
Sleepin’ on me? Go and take a nap
Asking favors? I won’t hit you back (yeah)
Made it up, hit 'em with the dab
Fire hazard when I’m in the lab (Fire)
Turnin' up all the 808s
Pop a Xan 'til I fade away
Pour a four in the Minute-Maid
Lil' fuckboy, get out my way
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! NiNETY8, yeah)

False alarm, false alarm (It’s a false alarm)
Chasin' all these bags like
It's Saint Laurent (No YSL)
Tell it to the city, tell them that I'm on
(That I'm on now)
Catch a case of frostbite
Just look at my arm (yeah)
False alarm, false alarm
(It's a false alarm)
Get close to my circle, got the firearm
(Grrr ah)
Rockin' out like Hendrix but without guitars
(Rock star) they told me to keep my
Grind and I'll go far

Blow a hunnid with the squad
Tearin' fuck shit up
(Tearin' fuck shit up)
Haters keep on talkin' 'til we run it up
(Run it up)
White bitch on the pole, throw that money up
(Money up)
All your friends be salty, tell them
"Suck it up" (yeah)
Purple in my double-cup
'bout to touch the sky (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't move my legs even when I try (Try)
Say she got a family thing
Why you gotta lie? (Why you gotta lie?)
Why you gotta leave so soon? Baby
Stay the night

Fuck with me, I'll take it further
Make a wish like Timmy Turner
They gon' hit you with the burner
Thought of gettin' cash, now I'm a learner
Yeah niNETY8

False alarm, false alarm
(It's a false alarm)
Chasin' all these bags like
It's Saint Laurent (No YSL)
Tell it to the city, tell 'em that I'm on
(That I'm on now)
Catch a case of frostbite
Just look at my arm (yeah)
False alarm, false alarm
(It's a false alarm)
Get close to my circle, got the firearm
(Grrr ah)
Rockin' out like Hendrix but without guitars
(Rock star) they told me to keep my
Grind and I'll go far

Ooh ho oh, oh, oh
Woah, ahh, ahh ahh, yeah
NiNETY8

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