that mexican ot - chingon lyrics
[intro:]
run up, boy..
aiyyo mario, this sh+t fire…
[peso peso:]
yeah, ey, ey, ey…
see a opp, hit him with the a.k. and leave him flatline’d
rolex ‘ice+water’, but i’m busy i don’t have time
a n+gga trippin, it don’t matter where we’ at
we gon’ tear him down
i’m in the trap with a uzi rock a louis no farkhan
[that mexican ot:]
i’m a dirty bay baby, wavy, i’m saucy, i’m gravy
y’all better hide yall’s lady cus i’mma steal her
extended clip inside the stick look like caterpillars
big money in other states, but in texas we got it bigger, forrealer
[peso peso:]
aiyyo, i shoot long range
took her to the player in the ball game
i got racks in my moves ain’t no money in your ball, mane
[that mexican ot:]
while she l!cking on my booty hole, she’s jacking off this dingaling
(?) b+tch you should know that its a hog thang
[peso peso:]
in the benz truck get my d+ck sucked, don’t get sticked up
[that mexican ot:]
throw the boogies i’m pouring ? in a big cup
[peso peso:]
hold up, look like a n+gga tried to pull out his stick, i bl!cked up
[that mexican ot:]
my choppa got chlamydia really, yuh she a sick sl+t
[peso peso:]
i’m on the block with the glock
eating birria with my kingfolks
me and ot counting mo’ cheese with our wrist froze
i’m getting rich
finna f+ck up on yo’ b+tch
till my d+ck swoll
we getting money in the trap but still boomin’ it off the flip phones
[that mexican ot:]
yeah, i’m sure you seen me boost, stay on “discovery channel”
i do somebody like abuela
get it popped with a sandle
they say i’m too much to handle
them bullets ripped off his flannel
i’m getting the money and stacking the paper i get litt just like a candle…
[that mexican ot + hook:]
pop the trunk and then i let it wave on him
can’t fake the funk, b+tch i’mma put the ‘k on him
[peso peso:]
don’t let me catch him at the store
let it go, bullets drain on him
keep it posted like a stripper
n+gga trip, i make it rain on him
i’m selling fentynal n+ggas criss+crossed, don’t get picked off
you got a problem? it’s cool im try’na knock a n+ggas sh+t off
a n+gga reach up in his pocket ++ain’t sh+t but a lint ball
ey, peso counting pesos i’m a big boss
[that mexican ot:]
off of the henny i’m ’bout to f+ck with my d+ck soft
put it her mouth
she gon’ eat it up like its apple sauce
b+tch i’m harder than a jacket that’s getting worn by rick ross
itty bitty n+gga i told the buster to get lost
i’m that mexican outta texas and i got’em all p+ssed off
(i’m that mexican outta texas and i got’em all p+ssed off…)
[that mexican ot + hook:]
pop the trunk and then i let it wave on’em
can’t fake the funk, b+tch i’mma put the ‘k on’em
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