Mexico歌词

Mexico (Explicit) - Freddie Gibbs/Tory Lanez
Yeah n***a
You know I pull up in a
What-the-f**k-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**k
These b***hes man shit's crazy
Fargo
This new Givenchy
Coat look like I'm selling d**e
And 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' d**e
Yeah
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 d**e spot my OG used
To call me bag up that doggie
She can't f**k I drop that b***h
On the corner yeah b***h I'm ballin'
Police hit your s**t 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
Coat look like I'm selling d**e
And 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 selling d**e
Yeah
Riding in my Rental
Got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap
I'm blowing gas hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
Just put all my b***hes off in a foreign
Them my lil whoadies
I just whipped that brick
That b***h drive it for me that b***h my roadie
Police hit my s**t
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*s 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 d**e in the morning
Threw on my Rollie
Just get all my youngsters
Glock-9s and 40s them my lil whoadies
Coat look like I'm selling d**e
And 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 selling d**e
Yeah
Riding in my Rental
Got a Rover in my pocket though
Hundred fifty stacks
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
Chopper on my lap
I'm blowing gas hit a Texaco
Hundred fifty stacks
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
'Bout to take a trip to Mexico
To Mexico
Think they give a f**k what you're thinking
F**k themselves I'm God and b***h you not
B***h you not
B***h you not
B***h you not编辑于2021/05/12更新