First 48, Pt. 2 lyrics

by

Trey Songz


[Intro]
Out the window
Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that's not accidental
GG, back on that bullsh*t

[Verse 1]
b*tch I'm high as f*ck, I just left the club
Tried to put it on some n*ggas but they had some luck
b*tches 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
b*tch I'm monumental, and you not fundamental
Stay surrounded by them shooters, Malcom in the Middle
b*tch you like my swag, b*tch come hit this dab
You can't get no cash, better get some ass
They can't get no money, that's why these n*ggas mad
Oof they lookin' funny, can't go get my bag
n*ggas Loony Toony, b*tch 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 f*ckin' stupid, know I keep that uzi
30 30 30, shoot that b*tch 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, n*ggas gettin' buried
Patek cost a check, I iced out my neck
Seven figure n*gga, 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
[Interlude]
You was geekin' too, haha
b*tch I'll shoot a n*gga, Goo talkin' 'bout, "shoot that n*gga dawg!"
"Shoot that n*gga!"

[Verse 2]
We the f*ckin' 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
n*ggas too high off the lean, they lost they self-esteem
I'm head honcho in my city, I'm the f*cking king
n*ggas ain't really tryna get busy, what the f*ck you mean
I had a semi with a fifty, I was seventeen
Baby come fly high with Glizzy, give you f*cking wings
Young street n*gga with some money, went and bought some choppers
Young street n*gga with some money, I'll knock off your roster
These n*ggas can't wait to drop a dime, they wanna see us locked up
These n*ggas ain't really got no time, they some goddamn imposters
You see this b*tch with me so fine and she so f*ckin' proper
I flew this b*tch all the way to DC just to f*ckin' pop it
Remember you was fighting them n*ggas out there, I came through and stopped it
b*tch why is you askin' me about my outfit? you ain't gon' f*ckin' cop it
b*tch why is you askin' me am I out here, you a f*ckin' watcher?
b*tch cover your eyes, you might get blind here, see these f*cking watches?
Little boy go get your own gun, this my f*cking rocket
Out in LA hittin' home runs like I'm f*cking dodgin'
I don't think you understand, my n*ggas super wild
All my n*ggas they been thugging since a juvenile
Out here for a while, remember when they killed Lil Kow
Forever Tre-7, b*tch go 'head and take a bow
[Outro]
Forever Tre-7, b*tch go 'head and take a bow
Forever Tre-7, b*tch forever Tre-7
b*tch forever Tre-7, b*tch go 'head and take a bow
b*tch go 'head and take a bow
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