That Mexican OT - Ben Over lyrics

Run it back, Kato

I got a Glock, it got an extendo (Pew)
Auto zone, zoom
Paul Walker racin' in lookin'
For them Benjamins pass up a thot, not a ten
Her last name Over, her first name Ben
You would think she a dyke that
Jus got out the pen

I don't need a suppressor, I got a potato
Real street nigga, hard like dry Play-Doh
Bricks of cocaine lookin' like they Legos
Turtle race, I got syrup in my Faygo
I don't need a suppressor, I got a potato
Real street nigga, hard like dry Play-Doh
Bricks of cocaine lookin' like they Legos
Turtle race, I got syrup in my Faygo

I'm that Mexican O to the motherfuckin' T
I'll T-Y-B in a plain white tee
Bangin' C-R-IP 'til I R-IP
If you want respect, look me in my E-Y-E
Got a team full of hitters
We looking like marvel
Poppin' wheelies on a dirt
Bike goin full throttle
Got a bad lil' bitch shaped
Like a Coke bottle
We be getting this money like
There ain't no tomorrow
I hit a drive by on a
Fly guy then take his goods
I put a fuck nigga in a 'Wood
I'm from be careful Texas where
We wish you would
Haters mad at me and they wishin' they could
My chopper a thottie
She got all these bodies
I call her a thot ho, uh huh
She say they that she freaky
She say that she horny
And she want her a lot more, uh huh
I don't need no safety
I'm rockin' out dangerous
I got it all under control
I push up with a big old yopper like Rambo
This big bitch here I ain't gotta reload
Uh huh
I'ma motion a blitz, I'ma call a kick door
I'ma up with a stick, make his ass limbo
She a stupid lil' bitch, she a dumb bimbo
And her boyfriend dick look like a little toe
I be burning the herbals
I got it smelling like a fart
My VVS teeth gon' shine in the dark
Kick his ass in his stomach and
I'ma make his ass shart
Peyton Manning how I'm
Throwin' these bullets, they goin far
Ridin' 'round with a blick and it
A get a big ol' dick
Just like a donkey, it kick
They done got me turnt up, lil' bitch
I'm lit yeah, I got the yopper spittin' like
A bitch with a lisp hit a line of sum yay
Yellin' out no mames guey
Orale pues, I'ma knock out his brain
I be drippin' in sauce
Fuck around leave a stain
Like Batman, I'm the bad man named Bane
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

I got a Glock, it got an extendo (Pew)
Auto zone, zoom
Paul Walker racin' in lookin'
For them Benjamins pass up a thot, not a ten
Her last name over, her first name Ben
You would think she a dyke that
Jus got out the pen

I don't need a suppressor, I got a potato
Real street nigga, hard like dry Play-Doh
Bricks of cocaine lookin' like they Legos
Turtle race, I got syrup in my Faygo
I don't need a suppressor, I got a potato
Real street nigga, hard like dry Play-Doh
Bricks of cocaine lookin' like they Legos
Turtle race, I got syrup in my Faygo

I got syrup in my Faygo
I got syrup in my Faygo
I got syrup in my Faygo run it back, Kato