Bull Riding (feat. DRODi & Slim Thug)

(Bankroll got it) uh Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-uh, uh-uh (CJ, shut the fuck up) Ayo, is that Mexican OT? Long horns on the Escalade, I'm riding on a bull See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" Pour a duce off the drank, I'm acting 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 blowing O's like glory holes You know how this story goes I pop out with some whorey ho's 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 stepping in some all-black ostrich I be sipping on codeine-coffee, it put me in a codiene coffin, dead and I still be flossing Found a white bitch in straight from Austin Can't trust the ho, I stay cautious Got a bad bitch wit' an accent from Boston Hot potato your bitch, we gonna have her ass tossing In the NYC eating on chop cheese, stupid bitch and her ass is knock-kneed Is that OT? No, it cannot be I don't see no boots or diamonds that bling Back in Texas eating pecans with lean I'm in the kitchen whippin' up lil' cuisine I'm drinking oil like I'm a machine Punch him dead in his mouth, pull his tooth out the ring (right on) Long horns on the Escalade, I'm riding on a bull See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" Pour a duce off the drank, I'm acting rude OT, can I have a picture? No, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho, move (aye aye) Ay, she came up for a pic, next thing you know she sucking dick I got wockhardt in my soda like my ho's I like it thick (yeah, yeah) Yeah, Cuban link the chain, but drodi, man, he Mexican (for real) Why you in my business? Stupid ho, you ain't my bitch I be whipping that hotbox, smoking on pop rock, get a new pack Then I drop it on pop block, bitch, I will not stop 'Til I'm at the top spot, wood burn slow I be smoking that crockpot We came for some bread, then I lift up the lid He was trying to come up then he came up dead Try to rob droid, man bitch, you dumb in the head Like I got long legs, two steps ahead Got diamond on my neck fo, looking like an ice age Taking people ho's since way back on my space You ain't buying weed get the fuck outta my face Never take a bitch to a lick to where I stay I be getting blown like a dandi Keep a nine millie in my hand comes in handy Ain't shit sweet, but we smoking on candy, 20 for the Grammy Foot up on they neck, gotta make em understand me (yeah) Long horns on the Escalade, I'm riding on a bull See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" Pour a duce off the drank, I'm acting 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 ya camera ready, I ain't got time to play Trying to make a mill' a day Every second gone count Plus I'm to high to stop I just smoke a whole ounce Bad bitches ass bounce When big slim show up Strippers start playing my song, tryna make me throw up I keep buying new toys, I ain't gon' never grow up Haters mad I'm still rich, I keep stacking do' up Known for my cars like I'm known for my bars In the caddy two stars Talking having a ménage, happy ending with massage What I do on a Monday In the Escalade taking off down the runway Long horns on the Escalade, I'm riding on a bull See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" Pour a duce off the drank, I'm acting rude OT, can I have a picture? No, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho move Long horns on the Escalade, I'm riding on a bull See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" Pour a duce off the drank, I'm acting rude OT, can I have a picture? No, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho move