That Mexican OT - Bull Riding Lyrics

(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(CJ, shut the f*ck up)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, bitch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move

My Slapwoods double-stuffed like Oreos, I'm blowin' O's like glory holes
You know how this story goes, I popped out with some whorey hoes
We make good pornos at home, I got the shit saved in my phone
Bitch, I'm Texas to the bone, lil' country boy like Post Malone
I be steppin' in some all-black ostrich, I be sippin' on codeine coffee
It put me in a codeine coffin, dead and I still be flossin'
Found a white bitch in straight from Austin
Can't trust a ho, I stay cautious
Got a bad bitch with an accent from Boston
Hot potato your bitch, we gon' have her ass tossin'
In the NYC, eatin' on chop cheese
Stupid bitch and her ass knock-kneed
Is that OT? No, it cannot be
I don't see no boots or diamonds that bling (bling)
Back in Texas, eatin' pecans with lean
I'm in the kitchen whippin' up Lean Cuisine
I'm drinkin' oil like I am a machine
Punch him dead in his mouth, pull his tooth out the ring (right on)

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" (yeah)
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, cutman)
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, bitch, I'm not in the mood (ayy, ayy)
Ho, move

Ayy, she came up for a pic', next thing you know, she suckin' dick (uh-huh)
I got Wockhardt in my soda, like my hoes, I like it thick (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, Cuban link the chain, but DRODi man, he Mexican (for real)
Why you all up in my business? Stupid ho, you ain't my bitch (haha)
I be whippin' that hotbox, smokin' on Pop Rock
Get a new pack, then I drop it on pop block (uh-huh)
Bitch, I will not stop 'til I'm at the top spot (yeah)
'Woods burn slow, I be smokin' that crockpot (for real)
I came for some bread, then I lift up the lid
He was tryna come up, then he came up dead (f*ck)
Tryna rob DRODi man, bitch, you dumb in the head (for real)
Like I got long legs, bitch, two steps ahead
Got diamonds on my neck froze, lookin' like an ice age
Takin' people hoes since way back on MySpace (haha)
You ain't buyin' weed, get the f*ck out my face
Never take a bitch or a lick to where I stay (for real)
I be gettin' blown like a dandi
Keep a nine milli' in my hand, come in handy (yeah)
Ain't shit sweet, but we smokin' on candy (yeah)
Twenty for the grammy (yeah)
Foot up on they neck, gotta make 'em understand me, yeah

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, bitch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move

Move around quick, get out my way
You ain't got your camera ready, I ain't got time to play
Tryna make a mill' a day, every second gon' count
Plus I'm too high to stop, I just smoked a whole ounce
Bad bitches' ass bounce when Big Slim show up (show up)
Strippers start playin' my song, tryna make me throw up
I keep buyin' new toys, I ain't never gon' grow up (grow up)
Haters mad I'm still rich, I keep stackin' dough up (dough up)
Known for my cars like I'm known for my bars
In the Caddy, two stars talkin', havin' a ménage
Happy endin' with massage, what I do on a Monday
In an Escalade, takin' off down the runway

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, bitch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move
Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, bitch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move