Matagorda

Lyrics

[Intro] (B-B-Bankroll Got It) [Verse 1: That Mexican OT] You could tell by the way that I talk that I'm Texas made Slidin' in a all pearl bright white Escalade Hoggin' every lane, swerving around like muévete Big body truck, push the bitch 'til the pedal break No, I can't fuck with none of these phonies That's why you always see me by my lonely Tried to take my steak and give me bologna He tried to do me like how Manny did Tony I ain't goin' for none of that Run his ass over like a running back Hundred round drum on the choppa, stretch him like a rubber band Who you say sweet? You must be talking 'bout anothеr man My choppa got a talking problem, it be stuttering What—, what—, what—, what hе say? I be talking that shit, put it straight in they face Be careful Texas, I'm straight out the Bay We gon' burn the body, we ain't catching no case [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Right on (Right on) B-A-Y C-I-T-Y Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high I'm the type to shoot first, then later ask why Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite Better me, the old one knocking off eyes Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys [Verse 2: Hogg Booma] On me I put that shit on the gang (Gang) Hogg Booma, OT, Bay City, we on the track like a train (A train) And we dropping hits like rain (Dropping hits like rain) Big body Range, same color champagne (Champagne) All in they face like a bang (Grrt) Ayy, and my left pocket, right pockets full like Cash Money, Lil Wayne Ayy, and I'm slowed up, poured up Double cup, full of that Wock' (Huh) We fifty deep at the water tower, it's going down like Jock These Yeezy slides, no Crocs (Ayy) We'll feed a nigga to the crocs These Draco's and these black Glocks These real guns, no props, OT [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Right on (Right on) B-A-Y C-I-T-Y Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high I'm the type to shoot first, then later ask why Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite Better me, the old one knocking off eyes Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys (Put that on the guys) B-A-Y C-I-T-Y Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high I'm the type to shoot first, then later ask why Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite Better me, the old one knocking off eyes Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys (Put that on the guys)