Guidance - That Mexican OT, Sauce Walka & Hogg Booma: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

That Mexican OT, Sauce Walka & Hogg Booma

Guidance

890

On Tour

Hip-Hop/Rap

Guidance was released on August 15, 2025 by Manifest/GoodTalk/Good Money Global/Capitol Records as a part of the album Recess

Song Details

Release DateAugust 15, 2025

LabelManifest/GoodTalk/Good Money Global/Capitol Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM68

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

That Mexican OT

That Mexican OT

Vocals

Sauce Walka

Vocals

Hogg Booma

Vocals

Bankroll Got It

Bankroll Got It

Programming

Buddah Bless

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

VIRGIL GAZCA

Songwriter

Albert Walker Mondane

Albert Walker Mondane

Songwriter

Clarence Spradley Morgan

Clarence Spradley Morgan

Songwriter

Joel Banks

Songwriter

Taylor Bank

Songwriter

Ty-Ron Douglas

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Bankroll Got It

Bankroll Got It

Producer

Buddah Bless

Producer

Caleb C4 Albarado

Caleb C4 Albarado

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Buddah Bless this beat

B-B-Bankroll Got It

Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

[Chorus]

I'm in the gutter with cuttas, it's me and my brothers, we making it double

Won't find another, I'm breaking down bread with some butter, come get you a hubba

Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage

Like the g in lasagna, I'm moving in silence, I'm giving these lil' rappers guidance

[Verse 1]

There's a whole lot of money on the freeway

I'ma get to the money, ooh, yeah

I be stuntin' every day like get my seat back

Tell them pussies, "Hey, I ain't stupid"

Tie the goose up with some duck, duck, duck type big ol' bullets

Is what this musk take

.556 leave his ass for the butt rape

Ask anybody, they gonna tell you bitches don't play

Back at it like a crack addict, huh

Shawty won't stay

Push up in a droptop and we let 'em have it

Ballin' hard like a Maverick

On a rainy day, ridin' on two 88s

I done made a way, every day we getting paid

Hit a fade away, I'm 'bout to ball and parlay

In a Escalade, I'ma star gaze, right on

[Chorus]

I'm in the gutter with cuttas, it's me and my brothers, we making it double

Won't find another, I'm breaking down bread with some butter, come get you a hubba

Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage

Like the g in lasagna, I'm moving in silence, I'm giving these lil' rappers guidance

[Verse 2]

Kicking they ass with Vegeta boots, somebody call the drank man 'cause I need a deuce

Pourin' up drank till my teeth get loose

Tupac Shakur, pass me the juice

You bought that car off of Craiglist and need a boost

Your lil' boo is a duck, have you seen a goose?

I like my women country and criminal

New Maybach is a robot, sentinel

Outta there, shawty, what you finna do?

I'm a real Texas boy, catch me on the lake in a inner tube

Barbecue pit for the sequel, ice for the deep blue

Johnny Dang diamonds look see through

Drippin' that water, I'm hotter than a desert, bitch

Parted it, too used to watchin' safari

Might send a girl to the bar, she leave with a star, then come back and pay me tomorrow

[Chorus]

I'm in the gutter with cuttas, it's me and my brothers, we making it double

Won't find another, I'm breaking down bread with some butter, come get you a hubba

Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage

Like the g in lasagna, I'm moving in silence, I'm giving these lil' rappers guidance

[Verse 3]

It's a whole lot of money on the backend, I go koo-koo when that pack in

Put a white bitch up in a black Benz, let her go serve licks with a MAC-10

Now that's gangster, and this brand new cutta, it'll hit a **** ass from an angle

OT keep throwin' me alley-oops so I'ma keep on dunkin' these bangers

I'm self-paid, I don't work for nobody, I can show you how to go be a boss

I'm from the A side of the bricks, ****, I ain't never cried by the loss

Fuck that toss

Call that play, I'm going up the middle

I'ma catch that bitch like Kittle

She ate this dick like candy, I saved her name under "Skittles"

[Chorus]

I'm in the gutter with cuttas, it's me and my brothers, we making it double

Won't find another, I'm breaking down bread with some butter, come get you a hubba

Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage

Like the g in lasagna, I'm moving in silence, I'm giving these lil' rappers guidance

Written by: Albert Walker Mondane, Clarence Spradley Morgan, Joel Banks, Taylor Bank, Ty-Ron Douglas, VIRGIL GAZCA

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