That Mexican OT - Hit List (feat. BigXthaPlug & Big Yavo) (Official Visualizer)

Ayy, uh Okay, let's get it, uh-huh, let's go Ayy, uh Okay, let's get it, uh-huh Okay, let's get it, uh-huh Okay, let's get it, uh-huh (Ayo, is that that Mexican OT?)

I be walkin' 'round with a big stick It could make lil' buddy do a backflip (For real) Hundred round drum, I don't miss Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit Say you want smoke, pussy, you can hit this Boss lil' Mexican, I got me a rich bitch Slide down his block, I'ma knock off his top I'ma reload the Glock, scratch his name off the hit list

I'm that Mexican that they wanna be Nah, fuck that, I'm the Mexican that they wanna see This that Mexican O to the motherfuckin' T

Put your motherfuckin' face on the motherfuckin' tee Bitch, I stay after F, I'm a motherfuckin' G I be plottin' and schemin', creepin' with demons, one deep I got a big ol' chopper, knock his ass off his feet Anybody say they got a problem, I knock out his teeth Put a big X on his head if he a plug I'ma call up Big X, that's my motherfuckin' thug We gon' push up with yuppers and choppers And yeah, we gon' pop 'em, we gon' let it rain, let it flood Goin' back with the big MAC, fold him like a pretzel

Big booty bitch bust it down like a bezel I be runnin' through the streets, I be playin' 'round with the devil Creepin' and crawlin', I walk with the metal (Fah-fah)

I be walkin' 'round with a big stick It could make lil' buddy do a backflip (For real) Hundred round drum, I don't miss Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit Say you want smoke, pussy, you can hit this Boss lil' Mexican, I got me a rich bitch Slide down his block, I'ma knock off his top I'ma reload the Glock, scratch his name off the hit list

These hoes be talkin' and actin' like they really outside You a pussy boy, stop lyin'

Me and my niggas, we strapped with that gun fire Call that Mexican OT, make you sweat like a drummer Me and my niggas bangin' the same like one kind And I never run 'less it's twelve on the front line Better keep they lil' pistols, you know that I got mine Tell my son every day 'fore I leave that I'm not dyin' In my hood, I'm connected and good like a stop sign You not havin' that shit like you say, boy, stop lyin'

Pilin' up plays in my circle like man run Threw a pack to my dawg, ran it up for a touchdown Five-oh with the socket, I love when they touch down You niggas ain't gang of the same, don't come 'round Kick at this door, all he hear is a gun sound

Fuck around, get his ass gunned down, gang

I be walkin' 'round with a big stick It could make lil' buddy do a backflip (For real) Hundred round drum, I don't miss Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit Say you want smoke, pussy, you can hit this Boss lil' Mexican, I got me a rich bitch Slide down his block, I'ma knock off his top I'ma reload the Glock, scratch his name off the hit list

I'm havin' Wock' in my cup, I can't get sick This blicky sit his ass down like a picnic My bitch havin' clips in her purse, not no lipstick Just picked up a stripper at a party, I want twenty Sike, I really want thirty Get that cash in a hurry Just like a phone with no service She know I ball, so it be hard to curve me Where I'm from, niggas run in your home like a derby, yeah

Every day, I wake up and get mula

Reefin' my next hit, niggas to the gulag

Can't trap, need to go get a new job Nigga throw steel, you call with a screwdriver

Take his shit, ask you what you gon' do about it Let's put boobs on a stick, get a chopper up out your body Producin' lames like Tiffany Designer my frames, I'm spiffy Reachin' the pot in the kitchen It's still a good brain, I'm dippin' (I'm gone) Ain't comin' off top, then I'm out of there (I'm gone) Had gotta go shoppin' 'cause I got a lot to wear Still only pack shoes and shop when I land

If shawty too stiff, then I'm poppin' her phone You know Ye havin' bars, still a sir, you a servant

Free the bro behind bars in the can

In Cali, rollin' a 'za with my feet in the sand With a clean clip in case it get dirty like Dan

I be walkin' 'round with a big stick It could make lil' buddy do a backflip (For real) Hundred round drum, I don't miss Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit Say you want smoke, pussy, you can hit this Boss lil' Mexican, I got me a rich bitch Slide down his block, I'ma knock off his top I'ma reload the Glock, scratch his name off the hit list