Icewear Vezzo - The First 48 lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - The First 48 lyrics]
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
First 48 (First 48)
Yeah, first 48 (First 48)
Bitch, first 48 (First 48)
Ooh, first 48 (First 48)
I hit Hutch to cop new ice
Come back in forty-eight (yeah)
Maybach truck, this bitch got pipes
Bitch cost two forty-eight (Huh)
Shot fifty-two right out that chop
This bitch got forty-eight (yeah)
Feds been hot, we open spots
Shut down in forty-eight (Thugs)
Fuck them boys
We send our opps right to them pearly gates
(yeah)
Baby FN this bitch 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 shit sweet
Check the murder rate (Detroit)
Fuck a chop they come to switch
Bro caught a murder case
Check them Percs, they sellin' fent
This shit a dirty game (That fentanyl)
Watch the mirrors, they trackin' cars
You better turn away
Niggas scammin' and play with dog
Gang 'nem servin' weight (That dog food)
Yeah, first 48 (First 48)
First 48 (First 48)
Bitch, first 48 (First 48)
Ooh, first 48 (First 48)
I done seen niggas turn to hoes
He tried to run away (Pussy)
Seen a real nigga play his role
Tried to play it safe (yeah)
Seen a street nigga turn legit
They let him get away (Told)
Then he told and got some shit
Gave dawg like 48 (Years)
Don't reach for ice, we ain't just rappers
We get shit 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
Bitch switch like Coi Leray (Huh)
Sold 'em karo, that ain't no lean
That shit got thrown away (yeah)
Seen a rat bitch 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)
Yeah, first 48 hm, first 48
Bitch, first 48 ooh, first 48
I hit Hutch to cop new ice
Come back in forty-eight (yeah)
Maybach truck, this bitch got pipes
Bitch cost two forty-eight (Huh)
Shot fifty-two right out that chop
Bitch got forty-eight (yeah)
Feds been hot, we open spots
Shut down in forty-eight yeah, first 48
Hm, first 48 bitch, first 48
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
First 48 (First 48)
Yeah, first 48 (First 48)
Bitch, first 48 (First 48)
Ooh, first 48 (First 48)
I hit Hutch to cop new ice
Come back in forty-eight (yeah)
Maybach truck, this bitch got pipes
Bitch cost two forty-eight (Huh)
Shot fifty-two right out that chop
This bitch got forty-eight (yeah)
Feds been hot, we open spots
Shut down in forty-eight (Thugs)
Fuck them boys
We send our opps right to them pearly gates
(yeah)
Baby FN this bitch 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 shit sweet
Check the murder rate (Detroit)
Fuck a chop they come to switch
Bro caught a murder case
Check them Percs, they sellin' fent
This shit a dirty game (That fentanyl)
Watch the mirrors, they trackin' cars
You better turn away
Niggas scammin' and play with dog
Gang 'nem servin' weight (That dog food)
Yeah, first 48 (First 48)
First 48 (First 48)
Bitch, first 48 (First 48)
Ooh, first 48 (First 48)
I done seen niggas turn to hoes
He tried to run away (Pussy)
Seen a real nigga play his role
Tried to play it safe (yeah)
Seen a street nigga turn legit
They let him get away (Told)
Then he told and got some shit
Gave dawg like 48 (Years)
Don't reach for ice, we ain't just rappers
We get shit 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
Bitch switch like Coi Leray (Huh)
Sold 'em karo, that ain't no lean
That shit got thrown away (yeah)
Seen a rat bitch 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)
Yeah, first 48 hm, first 48
Bitch, first 48 ooh, first 48
I hit Hutch to cop new ice
Come back in forty-eight (yeah)
Maybach truck, this bitch got pipes
Bitch cost two forty-eight (Huh)
Shot fifty-two right out that chop
Bitch got forty-eight (yeah)
Feds been hot, we open spots
Shut down in forty-eight yeah, first 48
Hm, first 48 bitch, first 48