First 48 Lyrics

My homie First 48 a nigga he ain't seen the light since then

Rusty revolvers in middle school that's way back when

We was livin young n thuggin' fuck all the consequences

I tried to blow my first 380 wit no pin in it

Grave digging wig spittin' all around the city

My only dream since knee high was being a paid nigga

Smallest out the click but steady keep the big flame wit em'

Yea I'm venting but you'll never catch me in my feelings

I brag different these niggas spit bout everything but winning

Switches on this switches on that niggas rap cap

All they do is wave follow dick riding straight facts

Cuz died in 17' we steppin' til' ain't nothing left

Smokin on top shelf

Name a hoe that I kept

Far from a pretty boy

Niggas know I'm bout wreck

Put em' on cardboard or a chain roun ya neck

They gon make a post then it's a Second Line through ya set

Can't never lack when it's smoke gotta be on top it

Thought I was different but whole family drop bodies

Wasn't asking for that life somehow it found me

Sticks lined up like I'm playing hockey

You get lined up like a fresh Ivy

Boy you not cut tend to your hobbies

Yeah

Really slidin' I'm wildin'

I never was the type dat had to many problems

Cause all lat talking out cha neck gon make a nigga bat the fuck outcha

Choppa shake the ground it make the loudest nigga be quiet

Them steppas hit his potna up and they ain't doing shit bout it

Cut off plenty niggas cause I felt them niggas wasn't solid

I ain't cool wit just anybody

Nah

Fuckin wit them rats what happened to the code of silence?

Some niggas say they real but talk down on they potnas

Caught up in that water tellin all truth to your honor

I'm fuckin' on the baddest pretty face and nice body

That hoe you cuffing mid you need to go ahead and swap her

Ima at Fogo De Chão eating flank steak and lobster

Sometimes you gotta fall back and focus on ya commas huh

I'm gettin big racks

The real blue checks

I'm talking big stacks

This a blue stack

To keep it real might be a sucker for red women

Don't fuck with average got a history with bad bitches

That pussy wet I'm goin deep all my balls in her

Pops was a demon Ima born sinner

Foreigns swingin' in the rain 5 percent tinted

They den slept too long now I'm going in