[Produced by Murda Beatz]
[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, n***a
You know I pull up in a "What the f** 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, f** these b**hes man, sh**'s crazy
Fargo…
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
I got b**hes 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 b**hes 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 to 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 f** I drop that b**h on the corner, yeah b**h I'm balling
Police hit your sh** then b**h you don't know me, no we ain't homies
Just got all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies yeah
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
New Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Since I started pimping I don't sell no more
I got b**hes 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 b**hes love designer
We flip diego like Quintana
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
[Bridge: Freddie Gibbs]
Riding in my Rental, got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Just put all my b**hes off in a foreign, them my lil whoadies
I just whipped that brick that b**h driving for me, that b**h my roadie
Police hit my sh** the charge was baloney, bailed out that morning
Gangsta G, I run the mob like I'm Tony, now sell that Tony
Slap them a** on, got my hands on the kilo, I sell the nino
Straight casino, b**h I'm the Tarantino, chop up an eagle
I wake up and whip that dope in the morning, threw on my rollie
Just get all my youngsters Glock-9s and 40s, them my lil whoadies
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
Givenchy coat it's like we're selling dope
Sister pimping I don't sell them hoes
I got b**hes down to 4-0-1 and 4-1-0
So I ain't got no time to sit and talk about so and so
My whip color looks like Rihanna
And all my b**hes love designer
We flip diego like Quintana
That's why this new Givenchy coat look like I'm sellin' dope
[Bridge: Freddie Gibbs]
Riding in my Rental got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap I'm blowing gas, hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks about to take a trip to Mexico
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
To Mexico
[Outro: Sample]
Think they give a f** what you're thinking
f** themselves
I'm god and b**h you're not