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$crim - first 48 lyrics

[verse 1]
rip to my homie, you still ride in that lexus
sell them pills in new orleans
get them shipped straight from texas
sippin’ that mud, my mind chopped and screwed
b-tch i came from the bottom, i can only improve
wake up and grind for that fortune
got some kush that’s important
first 48, where the corpses?
hit that l1ck on his mortgage
i’m the sh-t b-tch, no toilet
got some b-tches that’s gorgeous
got a few that’s deported, smell that murder new orleans
my mind is influenced, that molly gave me endurance
only f-ck with the purest, ridin’ around no insurance
this is the first 48 and i’m k!llin’ these b-tches
this is the first 48 and i’m k!llin’ these b-tches

[hook]
this the first 48, this the first 48
this the first 48, this the first 48

[verse 2]
i’m from the city of murder, hit the block and smell death
got a glock in his pocket, ak on the shelf
come knock on the door if you front overdue
either rap or sell drugs, don’t know what else to do
so now we kick in the door, turn off the lights
it’s robbery time, just hit my l1ck for the night
only real in my circle, ain’t no hoes in my group
first 48, body bagging the goo
the good die young, they say we livin’ too fast
so i’m bumpin’ rick ross, they wanna hold me back
the good die young, they say we livin’ too fast
so i’m bumpin’ rick ross, they wanna hold me back

[hook]

- crim lyrics

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