That Mexican OT - Matagorda (feat. Hogg Booma) lyrics

B-B-Bankroll Got It

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 move with that
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 another man
My choppa got a talking problеm
It be stuttering

What, what, what, what he say?
I bе 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

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

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

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)