Icewear Vezzo – First 48 (ft. Prince Jefe) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Icewear Vezzo drops the music video for the “First 48” song with Prince Jefe. The track was produced by Rell On The Track. Stream, buy, listen, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Icewear Vezzo First 48 (ft. Prince Jefe)

Detroit has had a strong grip on the rap game but for an artist like Icewear Vezzo, this moment is truly a result of grinding for years without giving up. Though he’s getting his shine right now, it took nearly a decade to get to the point he is. Still, his hunger is evident in every track he releases, including his latest banger, “First 48.” The chilling new single from Vezzo finds him skating over an instrumental that sounds like it came straight out of a horror movie. Vezzo mirrors the atmosphere of the production with cautionary bars about disobeying the street code.

Icewear Vezzo – First 48 (ft. Prince Jefe) (prod. Rell On The Track)

Watch Video

https://youtu.be/UWBET4cMSbg

Lyrics

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
(Rell On The Track)
We gon’ turn up on that bitch like
Right here, gang
It’s on the floor, nigga
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, I want all the cheese, nigga (Yeah)
Treat him like a baby and rock dog asleep (Bitch)
These two Cubans ’round my neck cost a car a piece (Hundreds)
Niggas really want no smoke, they be callin’ peace
Yeah, we’ll catch him at the light and put some shit in him
AP, Philippe, got some shit in it
Yeah, bitch, I need a trophy, ho, I been winnin’ (Drank God)
Went to Ace of Spade off a bar, threw a BIN in it (What?)
Nigga better not cross that line, we gon’ finish him (Yeah)
You like a nigga crossed that line, oh, you finished, huh? (Oh, you finished, huh?)
Niggas really never ball, you just scrimmage, huh? (You scrimmage, huh?)
Knock your shit across the rope, I play tennis now
Bitch, shot that chop when I turned ten (Shot that chop, bitch)
Nigga, I just popped me two Perc-10s (Perky)
Ayy, a dope spot was my first crib, nigga (Yeah?)
Shoot that chop if we bump heads, nigga (If we bump heads)
Yeah, that’s First 48, nigga (Shh)
I’ll run that bag, First 48 (Run it)
I just did another show and bought forty Dracs (Yeah)
Your bitch thinkin’ she a nigga, I get shawty scraped, pussy (Iced Up Records)
Bought another chicken
Every time I up that wood, I get another splinter
A quarter mil’ the long way, that’s a hundred inches (Hundred thousand)
Want that money to myself, I’m a selfish nigga (Let’s go, ayy)

[Verse 2: Prince Jefe]
You be runnin’ from that pape’, boy, you don’t never get it (Never get it)
I be runnin’ from the jakes, thumbin’ through that chicken (C’mon)
If you see me in the sticks, nigga, mind your business (Mind your business)
If we catch an opp lackin’, we put twenty in him
Boy, you know we better have your tool when we get to you (On God)
Free my nigga Slick, he made the news, I’ll do the same to you (Slick)
If I put Gooch on your ass, boy, what you gon’ do? (Huh?)
I ain’t no Crip, but I got blues, I hit the sticks and make it move (Shh)
You think it’s super drop, but we hit the juice (Ah)
When we get the drop, we gon’ send the troops (Get his ass)
Niggas really opps, boy, we know the truth (We know the truth)
A hundred fifty shots when we step in Truth (Grrt, bah)