Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song First 48 Pt. 2, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song Quiet Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Glizzy Gang
Song language: English
First 48 Pt. 2 |
Out the window |
Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental |
GG, back on that bullshit |
Bitch I’m high as fuck, I just left the club |
Tried to put it on some niggas but they had some luck |
Bitches pullin' up, smosh go get the truck |
Fish a ton up out the thirty, now they gotta duck |
Fat dog tried to run it, hangin' out the windows |
Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental |
Bitch I’m monumental, and you not fundamental |
Stay surrounded by them shooters, Malcom in the Middle |
Bitch you like my swag, bitch come hit this dab |
You can’t get no cash, better get some ass |
They can’t get no money, that’s why these niggas mad |
Oof they lookin' funny, can’t go get my bag |
Niggas Loony Toony, bitch my life a movie |
DF them my goonies, shoutout to Lil Moony |
Said you comin' for me, you ain’t never do it |
Boy you fuckin' stupid, know I keep that uzi |
30 30 30, shoot that bitch like Curry |
Now we playin' dirty, we ain’t never worried |
We ain’t never worried, Phil pour up that dirty |
Told it’s emergency, niggas gettin' buried |
Patek cost a check, I iced out my neck |
Seven figure nigga, how he got the city like that |
Take no disrespect, Glizzys on your set (GG) |
Boy you better have your dog or they gon' make a mess |
You was geekin' too, haha |
Bitch I’ll shoot a nigga, Goo talkin' 'bout, «shoot that nigga dawg!» |
«Shoot that nigga!» |
We the fuckin' murder team, come and clear the scene |
Sorry if we crush your dreams, Martin Luther King |
That KelTec it got a beam, do not intervene |
Niggas too high off the lean, they lost they self-esteem |
I’m head honcho in my city, I’m the fucking king |
Niggas ain’t really tryna get busy, what the fuck you mean |
I had a semi with a fifty, I was seventeen |
Baby come fly high with Glizzy, give you fucking wings |
Young street nigga with some money, went and bought some choppers |
Young street nigga with some money, I’ll knock off your roster |
These niggas can’t wait to drop a dime, they wanna see us locked up |
These niggas ain’t really got no time, they some goddamn imposters |
You see this bitch with me so fine and she so fuckin' proper |
I flew this bitch all the way to DC just to fuckin' pop it |
Remember you was fighting them niggas out there, I came through and stopped it |
Bitch why is you askin' me about my outfit? |
you ain’t gon' fuckin' cop it |
Bitch why is you askin' me am I out here, you a fuckin' watcher? |
Bitch cover your eyes, you might get blind here, see these fucking watches? |
Little boy go get your own gun, this my fucking rocket |
Out in LA hittin' home runs like I’m fucking dodgin' |
I don’t think you understand, my niggas super wild |
All my niggas they been thugging since a juvenile |
Out here for a while, remember when they killed Lil Kow |
Forever Tre-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow |
Forever Tre-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow |
Forever Tre-7, bitch forever Tre-7 |
Bitch forever Tre-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow |
Bitch go 'head and take a bow |