48 Hrs

Oh, yeah
Afroman, what up O.G
They didn't see this comin' did they
Woo

First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)

E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)

I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)

My phone ringin' buncha missed calls
My ass shakin' from the withdrawals
I'm seein' double like criss-cross

My wifey yellin' she's pissed off
Keeps tellin' me to come home
But I can't leave till this buzz gone
I keep askin' her what's wrong
Empty beer bottles on the front lawn

Hot as a 'saff and I don't even know
We just ran out of 40s let's go get some mo'
Rollin' up dope when I'm pourin' Patrón
So I light it then inhale the smoke in my nose

Shout out to the O.G. Afroman
When we drop 'dis it better get a platinum plaque
We got 'em stressed out
They might need an Ativan
Let's have a party in the Chevrolet Astrovan

Now I'm feelin' wavy in that pink Mercedes
Kush so green like I'm in the Navy
I don't never chase and I been livin' dangerous
Now I'm cross-eyed and I'm feelin' lazy

My therapist told me to go get some help
I drank so many 40s I'm pissin' myself
As soon as I'm sober I'll figure it out
Till then keep my name and my dick out ya' mouth

From Cali' to Canada this shit official
I'm crematin' rappers to roll in my Swisher
I'm busin' 'em down and I don't need no scissors
They pawin' out 40s and posin' for pictures

Ain't nobody fuckin' wit' me
Buddy, I'm raw
I keep doin' my thang
Gettin' money on tour
I been up for 48, I might need 24 more
Me 'n Afroman set another high score

First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)

E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)

I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)

Dick is so slick, gator boots
67 slick prostitutes
Them hip cuffs, them stay kank
Them fur coats, them go right
That Cadillac with them bow ties
Makin' money all durin' the Coronavirus

Smokin' to the airport, flyin' first class
Flight attendant past, meet in first class
She turned around and show me her fat ass
Sat on my lap and took pictures, do a pass

Though I got baggage out the baggage claim
She tag me on IG and DMed the names
Hustlin' game, fortunate fame
Young and old people they all know my name

Limousine, plenty green to the hotel
Girls wanna smoke with the rapper from Dale
Meet 'n then greet, swisher n' sweetin'
I got the munchies, Im eatin' n' eatin'
Bluetooth (tooth)
Green room
Colt 45 I do consume

Reach in the cooler and pull out a drink
Smoke on my dank, say what I think
Buzzin' on liquor
Performance was sicker
I like my girls thicker, she let me dick 'er
Speakers was bumpin', the people was jumpin'
The woman was humpin', my lyrics were thumpin'

Perfect attendant, perfect endin'
Afroman, Merkules trendin'
Rags, riches, fans, bitches
Parkin' lot pimpin', money, bitches
Work wit' jeez like Merkules
Make ya girl twerk then skate on deez

First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)

E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)

I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Corbett Stevenson, Joseph Foreman
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