LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFire Alarm (Feat. Snow Strippers)
Top floorSleep on me if you wannaI can't even see myself, be myself, be myself (uh)I can't even see myself, I'm myself, I'm myselfI can't see myself, hurt myself, hurt myselfI can't be myself, see myself, fuck myself (I wanna see it)I can't be myself, see myself, I'm myself(bring light in this motherfucker that's in this bitch)I can't be myself, see myself, slice myself(woah, don't be shy)I can't sell my soul, clean my soul, slice my soul(just be myself)I can't be myself, see myself, freak myself (woah)Freak myselfI can't free myselfThe fire alarm, the fire alarm(freak myself, I can't be myself)The fire alarm, the fire alarm (I can't by myself)Take your bitch, call emergencyAin't no bitch never heard of me (freak myself)I fuck hoes off burgundy, she saidCan I get a birkin, please?(yeah, freak myself)I did three hoes in one dayso I gave my fourth girl dirty d (freak myself)In her jaw, she want a breaker, ededd and eddy like double d (freak myself)Sent her an uber, like: Come to meI ain't even touch her, she cum for me (freak myself)Takin' these percs, she numb for meFuck on her friends, 'cause she wrong for me (freak myself)Don't be nervous (fuck on her friends'cause she wrong for me)I just want you to go crazywhen the beat drop, just like, just—Go extra like just one timeTakin' these percs, she numb for meFuck on her friends, yeah, she wrong for me(Freak myself)Woah, woahWoah, woahWoahTakin' these pills, and these pills got me outer spaceGot me out of my mind, I went and—, aaghAll of my money, my pants, my money, my money, my pantsMy watch on my wrist, yeah, it cost your advanceMy richard, my richard, my richard a millieIt cost way more than your lil' rollieI treat my foreign like it was a stoleyI put the ice on my ankle like goalieDiamond my neck and it can't get no colderSolitaire ring, and my neck is boulderLove for my job, but I'm still sellin' cocaI know some bitches addicted to sodaI like this bitch, but I can't even hold herNone of these bitches, we really don't own 'emYellow stones on me, they look like it's sunnyOne of my chains on my neck is a frankoIt was a dip in the ocean like homerNone of these niggas, they fresher than uziFeelin' up on me like an organ donor, woahNone of these niggas, they fresher than uziFeelin' up on me like an organ donorShe gave me head like that bitch got diplomaCan pour up a four, but I ain't want palomaShe pull up on me to handle the bonerOriginal ysl, bitch, I'm a stoner (ahh) , woo, wooThe fire alarm, the fire alarmThe fire alarm, the fire alarmThe fire alarm, the fire alarmThe fire alarm, the fire alarmWoo-woo, woo-wooWoo-woo, woo-wooWoo-woo, woo-wooWoo-wooWoo-woo
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