icewear vezzo - the first 48 lyrics
the first 48 lyrics
[intro: dion graham]
the clock starts ticking the moment they are called
(ayy smerf turn me up)
whoever shot him in the back walked up on him and assassinated him
got a gun man be careful
if they don’t get a lead in the first 48 hours
(iced up records)
we need to get this girl
[chorus]
first 48 (first 48)
yeah, first 48 (first 48)
b+tch, first 48 (first 48)
ooh, first 48 (first 48)
[verse 1]
i hit hutch to cop new ice, come back in forty+eight (yeah)
maybach truck, this b+tch got pipes, b+tch cost two forty+eight (huh)
shot fifty+two right out that chop, this b+tch got forty+eight (yeah)
feds been hot, we open spots, shut down in forty+eight (thugs)
f+ck them boys, we send our opps right to them pearly gates (yeah)
baby fn this b+tch a glock, look like a .38 (huh)
pour at least three pints a week, we drunk like forty+eight (lines)
where i’m from, nah ain’t sh+t sweet, check the murder rate (detroit)
f+ck a chop they come to switch, bro caught a murder case
check them percs, they sellin’ fent, this sh+t a dirty game (that fentanyl)
watch the mirrors, they trackin’ cars, you better turn away
n+ggas scammin’ and play with dog, gang ‘nem servin’ weight (that dog food)
[chorus]
yeah, first 48 (first 48)
first 48 (first 48)
b+tch, first 48 (first 48)
ooh, first 48 (first 48)
[verse 2]
i done seen n+ggas turn to hoes, he tried to run away (p+ssy)
seen a real n+gga play his role, tried to play it safe (yeah)
seen a street n+gga turn legit, they let him get away (told)
then he told and got some sh+t, gave dawg like 48 (years)
don’t reach for ice, we ain’t just rappers, we get sh+t blowed away (pop pop)
two zips of ice, look like a pound, plus we got blow and yay (forreal)
why them glocks shoot like machines, b+tch switch like coi leray (huh)
sold ’em karo, that ain’t no lean, that sh+t got thrown away (yeah)
seen a rat b+tch play two sides, better know they fake (huh)
he got whacked from goin’ live, go put that phone away
yeah, keep a strap from out of town, pull up with 40 dracs (stay strapped)
don’t be lackin’, you out of bounds, you better know your place (around here)
[chorus]
yeah, first 48
hm, first 48
b+tch, first 48
ooh, first 48
[outro]
i hit hutch to cop new ice, come back in forty+eight (yeah)
maybach truck, this b+tch got pipes, b+tch cost two forty+eight (huh)
shot fifty+two right out that chop, b+tch got forty+eight (yeah)
feds been hot, we open spots, shut down in forty+eight
yeah, first 48
hm, first 48
b+tch, first 48
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