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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
That Mexican OT
That Mexican OT
Vocals
Paul Wall
Paul Wall
Vocals
DRODi
DRODi
Vocals
TobiAli
TobiAli
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
VIRGIL GAZCA
VIRGIL GAZCA
Lyrics
Adrian Tobias
Adrian Tobias
Composer
Paul Slayton
Paul Slayton
Songwriter
Richard Elizondo
Richard Elizondo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TobiAli
TobiAli
Producer
Caleb C4 Albarado
Caleb C4 Albarado
Mixing Engineer
jonah abrams
jonah abrams
Additional Producer
Jonnyshipes
Jonnyshipes
Additional Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, Tobi, just do it Ayy, yo, is that Mexican OT? That good dope, got me, looking just like Johnny Dang Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain In the kitchen, whipping chicken, countin' bread like Cane's Good dope got a Mexican looking like Johnny Dang Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank I'm a dirty bay baby from dirty bay with a dirty K Slide down your block, light it up with flames Chopping down the block while the 'Lac doing jumping jacks Smoking on the 'Wood, yellin', "Timber" like it's lumberjack Suppressor on a MAC-10 soundin' like its bubblewrap Throw the TV in the shower, I'ma give his ass a bubble bath Yoppas and choppas, lil' bitch, I got a whole lot of that With the steel, I'ma kill y'all, got 'em falling back Got me feeling like a baby that's fiending, so where my bottle at? I'm just rhyming words, I don't even know how to rap Every time that they see me, best believe that I'm flossed up Got crossed up, dick in the dirt, then I bossed up I be catching these plays, fuck around and get Mossed up I be eating the booty like salad, get it tossed up Pop trunk on a hater while we waving goodbye I'm from Lonestar, sipping lean with pecan pie I don't play 'bout respect, for that, we gon' die Time is money, so best believe I'ma be on time Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain In the kitchen, whipping chicken, countin' bread like Cane's Good dope got a Mexican looking like Johnny Dang Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank I'ma dirty bay baby from dirty bay with a dirty K Slide down your block, light it up with flames In the 'Lac, smoked out, long fours poked out Keep Ps in the drought, getting money down south Feeling like Johnny Dang, got diamonds in my chain Hit your bitch in the guts with this big ol' thang I got ice on my neck like it's swollen And they cold than a bitch, yeah, these diamonds look frozen Real players get chose, so you know that I be chosen Got exotic in my pocket, grab a Slapwood and I roll it I stay out the way, don't be all in the mix Call me for sevens, don't call me for six I ain't selling no grams, bitch, come buy a zip See the streets getting dry, finna go and take a trip, let's dip, ayy Hold up, wait a minute If I get it then I spend it When I'm in it, can't pretend it, keep it tinted with my business I'm relentless, leave no witness I got two rent houses, and them bitches get rented Bitch, I been a boss for a minute Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain In the kitchen, whipping chicken, countin' bread like Cane's Good dope got a Mexican looking like Johnny Dang Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank I'm a dirty bay baby from dirty bay with a dirty K Slide down your block, light it up with flames I got ice all over my body, looking like a snowman (snowman) Big rocks in the grill, dancing like a slow jam (slow jam) My chain so heavy, I'm walking like an old man Try me, you gon' get tagged like a spray paint can Smoking something from Spokane, I'm getting throwed (throwed) It's getting cold, put on a coat, my ice froze (froze) Riding 4s, I'm poking out on nice toes (toes) Drive slow, my trunk up and the lights glow (glow) When I'm sitting so low to the ground, I might scrape it (scrape it) Nothing fake, candy the paint, I might flake it (flake it) Riding down 288 and the top vacant (vacant) Thinking you gon' run up on me, then you mistaken (mistaken) Getting baked, braking 'em off, and leaving stains (stains) I came through dripping a puddle, you thought it rained (rained) Everything flawless from the grills to the chain I done spent lot of change, now I'm looking like Johnny Dang Louis Vuitton umbrella when I walk through the rain In the kitchen, whipping chicken, countin' bread like Cane's Good dope got a Mexican looking like Johnny Dang Knee deep in muddy water, still carrying my K Right pocket got money, left pocket cocaine Bulletproof white Cadillac, riding in a tank I'm a dirty bay baby from dirty bay with a dirty K Slide down your block, light it up with flames
Writer(s): Adrian Tobias, Paul Slayton, Richard Elizondo, Virgil Gazca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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