First 48! Lyrics

Early Morning I wake up get in my duffle that's a green ass pop you sippen tussin

The kid been up, making plays baby ain't no discussions, her bd hella mad I'm her ringtone get to

Bussin this 40 Hanging out my coat zips from the east I might walk a nigga down in these balenci sneaks up in The gallery-dept deadstocks on my feet up in hibachi gotta section and the plates on me l'll run that boy down Tell his tank on e seen the bigger picture so I'm patient can't sell out the lease these niggas gotta point to prove Keep blick right with me up in the whip playing forza moving with them keys once I get up in that mode there Ain't no backspace, Why She blow my phone, Swear your girl she in a bad place, Stayin with this motion I can't Lose just like a track race nd in this life can't loose on my grind I'm living fast pace

Woahh Woah

Like I said I do this bae you fuckin w a trapper keep on eyeballing my chains paranoid I'm finna splat em, Remember 2016 we was outside we was scrappin 2025 I need my bag nd I'm impatient, fuckin with them zoe's I ain't really know them hatins, flip a couple duffels get them earnins I was waitin, mr leave a bitch on read, all These hoes just out here waitin, posted on your Block throwing cookouts no one spraying, that boa he burnt asf, That's why on Consie he be hating, these hoes ain't worth my time on the guys I leave em hanging, pour me up a Duce grab my cup ima go flame em

Yeah ima go flame em

Early Morning I wake up get in my duffle, that's a green ass pop you sippen tussin

The kid been up, making plays baby ain't no discussions her bd hella mad I'm her ringtone get to

Bussin this 40 hanging out my coat zips from the east I might walk a nigga down in these balenci sneaks up in The gallery-dept deadstocks on my feet, flip a couple duffels get them earnings I was waiting mr leave a bitch On read all these hoes be out here fakin