Текст песни 72 Hours - GVO CJ

Catch a flight and switch the scenery for my peace
Bad bitch on my side, looking like she Angel Reese
Running up a check like an athlete in some Nike fleece
Houston to Atlanta, yeah, I'm trying to see a Georgia peach
72 hours
72 hours
72 hours

I'm in Houston, fell in love with a stripper
She in my ear, asking me if I could tip ha
I'm having fun so I really wanna flip ha
But I can't cause I'm here for a few nights

72 hours, could change ya life
Me and Ceej turning up in Area 29
Three missed a hell of a night
Had me reminiscing while I'm sitting on my flight
I'm like damn, I live a hell of a life
Running up a check, man I'm really having fun
Getting band after band, they keep asking if I'm done
First night in Houston, man a nigga had to run

But that's a whole 'nother story
Because we got forty
Eight more hours
Champagne showers
Going downtown and we looking at the towers
Young black kings, man we got a lot of power
My bruddas getting clean
Just to hang out at 5015
With the old heads and we steady sipping drink
Drinking too much man I'm starting to lean
Fucking up, my damn kidneys
For 72 hours
72 hours
72 hours

Catch a flight and switch the scenery for my peace
Bad bitch on my side, looking like she Angel Reese
Running up a check like an athlete in some Nike fleece
Houston to Atlanta, yeah, I'm trying to see a Georgia peach
72 hours
72 hours
72 hours

That first night, I'm thinking that I ain't gonna make it back home on the flight 'cause we got into some shit
But still, I'm with Ant Rich
I'm throwing 15 bands, nigga, yeah, we rich

And we hanging out in Houston
If she ain't shaking ass, I swear she useless
She asking me what I do for a living, painting blueprints
Baby girl, I do this

Fee from the 'Ville hit my phone, I'm like, who this?
Say she wanna go out the country she like them cruise ships
But right now, I'm in Texas with the vibes and the guys

Throwing George Washington up to the sky
Every time we switch locations, we always get in some shit
Every time I hit another city, get another bitch

And new memories with my Vruddas
Gotta catch this flight
Gotta make it to my mama and my baby
Bitches in my city out here moving shady
I'll be damned if I let another one have my baby

Gainesville's Very Own, but I know the city hate me
Tomorrow, we gonna be in Atlanta, not in Decatur
Houstonlantavegas looking like we play Raiders
Make her rake it up because a nigga throwing all this
Paper
72 hours, 72 hours, 72 hours
And if we sharing this time, all of it is ours

On this fucking mountain, looking like a tower
GVO, nigga