Mexico Freddie Gibbs (Ft. Tory Lanez)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, nigga
You know I pull up in a "What-the-fuck-is-that?"
You know when the doors don’t go up
They just swing to the side a little bit
J hop up on top, fuck these bitches man, shit’s crazy
Fargo

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
This new Givenchy coat look like I'm selling dope
And since I started pimping, I don’t sell no more
I got bitches down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
So I ain’t got no time to sit and talk 'bout so and so
My whip color look like Rihanna
And all my bitches love designer
We flip Diego like Quintana
That’s why this new Givenchy coat look like I’m sellin' dope

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I wake up, twist up that kush in the morning, throw on my Rollie
Check my phone, I got a call from my homie, he need that OG
Gangsta G, I run a mob like I’m Tony, I sell that Tony
Just gave all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies
Trap my dope spot, my OG used to call me, bag up that doggie
She can’t fuck, I drop that bitch on the corner, yeah bitch I'm ballin'
Police hit your shit then bitch you don’t know me, no we ain’t homies
Just got all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies, yeah