• Red Alert - Jazz Cartier

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

Feet on the gas

Fuck a cab (ah)

Hit the mall, spend 100 bands (ah)

Leave the mall with 100 bags (ah)

Go home pop 100 tags

You know I’m speeding

Baby, I’m speeding

I got the gas and I’m high as the ceiling

I hear the feds is out, they never see me

I hear the whoop whoop, then I go genie

I’m in that red alert, oh

9/11 buck fifty on the freeway

I’m in that red alert, oh

Middle finger out the window, any nigga trying to see me

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

Shawty rolling swishers, sour fisher (let me hit that)

Hit them bowls, so I had to pin her (let me hit that)

Gold digger, had to dig her

White girl, but she love a nigga

You know I’m speeding

Baby, I’m speeding

I got the gas and I’m high as the ceiling

I hear the feds is out, they never see me

I hear the whoop whoop, then I go genie

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go

I got that red alert, oh

Pulling up now, is you ready to go?

I got that red alert, oh

Baby let me know if you ready to go