War Wounds

[Intro: That Mexican OT]

Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

(Bankroll Got It)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]

I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's

Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero

So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo

I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo

[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]

I climbed off a horse and I jumped in the Porsche

OT, you from Texas? I tell 'em, "Of course"

I be deep in the country sippin' on the porch

Four pints of Wockhardt, I'ma pour up a quart

Yeah, I float like butterfly, sting like a bumblebee

Beat his bitch ass up, got him seein' double me

Bitch, I'ma hybrid, there ain't no other me

Smellin' like weed, but I'm lookin' like a money tree

Got ten bathrooms, I can shit all day

Crib so big, playin' ball in the hallway

Thеy be tellin' me, "Rain, rain, bеtter go away"

'Cause they know that these diamonds ain't no play, play (Bling)

Diamonds be lookin' like a raindrop (Drip, drip, drip)

I'ma knock off his tank top (Fa-fa)

Give his ass a red paint job

I know them guns from China, it's singin' K-Pop (Grrr)

Texas is in good hands, I'm Lonestar-made, pimpin' (Uh-huh, uh-ha)

If you feelin' froggy, you can go 'head and leap 'cause I pull this bitch out and then rip it

And for all of the dudes, save the dickridin' for bitches

My chopper's a no good thot with extensions

Runnin' for the money, got me feelin' like I'm Emmitt

"OT, boy, I love you," I said, "I can dig it"

[Chorus: That Mexican OT & Maxo Kream]

I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's

Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero

So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo

I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo (Maxo, Maxo)

[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]

Persona Money Gang 'til they put me in the dirt

Know a white boy shooter put a nigga in a hearse

Led Zeppelin, Limp Bizkit, Fred Durst

Tote an M16 like a Shady verse

12-gauge buck shots like an African

Stomach got a shit bag like a laxative

Sell crack to a cheese head, Green Ray to a weed head, trap house like a Packers fan

Gun from Iraq, sellin' K-pack Xans

Shoot a Glock at the opps, seen the cops, I ran

Smokin' Afghan Kush out the Pakistan

I'ma break the bomb down like Baghdad

Dog food same color as an Arab

Got skunk in the bag like a trashman

Switch on a heater, I put a dick on my blick, my nina a trans man

This not a 'Cat or a SCAT, got a Demon Hawktrack, I don't do no Trans Am

I'ma do the whole dash with the pedal to the metal

Young Max God Crip, keep the flame like the devil

AR-15 like four fifteens, make it bang on the scene like the bass and the treble

Like, "Wham, wham," chopper go, "Bam, bam", Flintstone, servin' them pebbles, come chupo mis huevos

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]

I'm so cold I can shoot a mosquito's

Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero

So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo

I stay one deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo

[Verse 3: Lil' Keke]

This H-Town, I'm straight now 'cause I staid down, no games (No games)

Ain't no cartoons, these war wounds, it ain't never trustin' no lame (Never)

My check throwed, my neck cold 'cause I stay inside my bag (Bag)

And my license plate say Texas, so I'm slidin' by in my slab (Let's go)

Might be one deep like I'm Ro (Ro), yes, it's screwed up, so it's slow (Slow)

Only two cups in that four (Four) and that old-school sit low (I swear)

Yes, I'm out of town with OT (OT)

Bad bitches, we low-key

I've been here, so they know me

And I'm everywhere your ho be (Ho)

Tell them haters, "I'm back" (Back)

And them war wounds, they fat (Fat)

I got thick paint on that 'Lac ('Lac)

And it's big buds in my sack (Let's go)

Don Ke, I'm on track (Track)

When I'm turnin' corners, I'm cold (Cold)

With that bankroll on swole

'Cause us real G's don't fold (What?)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]

I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's

Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero

So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo

I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo