First 48 (2022) 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 (pus*y)
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