Video Bull Riding de That Mexican Ot 2025 Rap Lyrics

That Mexican Ot - Bull Riding Lyrics

Bull Riding Song Lyrics Bull Riding by That Mexican OT (B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(CJ, shut the f**k up)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, b**ch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move

My Slapwoods double-stuffed like Oreos, I'm blowin' O's like glory holes
You know how this story goes, I pop out with some whorey hoes
We make good pornos at home, I got the sh*t saved in my phone
b**ch, I'm Texas to the bone, lil' country boy like Post Malone
I be steppin' in some all-black ostrich, I be sippin' on codeine coffee
It put me in a codeine coffin, dead and I still be flossin'
Found a white b**ch in stray from Austin
Can't trust a ho, I stay cautious
Got a bad b**ch with an accent from Boston
Hot potato your b**ch, we gon' have her ass tossin'
In the NYC, eatin' on chop cheese
Stupid b**ch and her ass knock-kneed
Is that OT? No, it cannot be
I don't see no boots or diamonds that bling (Bling)
Back in Texas, eatin' pecans with lean
In the kitchen whippin' up lil' cuisine
I'm drinkin' oil like I am a machine
Punch him dead in his mouth, pull his tooth out the ring (Right on)

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool" (Yeah)
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, cutman)
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, b**ch, I'm not in the mood (Ayy, ayy)
Ho, move

Ayy, she came up for a pic', next thing you know, she suckin' dick (Uh-huh)
I got Wockhardt in my soda, like my hoes, 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 b**ch (Haha)
I be whippin' that hotbox, smokin' on Pop Rock
Get a new pack, then I drop it on pop block (Uh-huh)
b**ch, I will not stop 'til I'm at the top spot (Yeah)
'Wood burn slow, I be smokin' that crockpot (For real)
Came for some bread, then I lift up the lid
He was tryna come up, then he came up dead (f**k)
Tryna rob DRODi man, b**ch, you dumb in the head (For real)
Like I got long legs, b**ch, two steps ahead
Got diamonds on my neck froze, lookin' like an ice age
Takin' people hoes since way back on MySpace (Haha)
You ain't buyin' weed, get the f**k out my face
Never take a b**ch or a lick to where I stay (For real)
I be gettin' blown like a dandi
Keep a nine milli' in my hand, come in handy (Yeah)
Ain't sh*t sweet, but we smokin' on candy (Yeah)
Twenty for the Grammy (Yeah)
Foot up on they neck, gotta make 'em understand me, yeah

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, b**ch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move

Move around quick, get out my way
You ain't got your camera ready, I ain't got time to play
Tryna make a mill' a day, every second gon' count
Plus I'm too high to stop, I just smoked a whole ounce
Bad b**ches' ass bounce when Big Slim show up (Show up)
Strippers start playing my song, tryna make me throw up
I keep buyin' new toys, I ain't never gon' grow up (Grow up)
Haters mad I'm still rich, I keep stackin' dough up (Dough up)
Known for my cars like I'm known for my bars
In the Caddy, two stars talkin', havin' a ménage
Happy ending with massage, what I do on a Monday
In an Escalade, takin' off down the runway

Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, b**ch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move
Longhorns on the Escalade, I'm ridin' on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us, I told shorty, "Keep it cool"
Pour a deuce, off the drank, I'm actin' rude
"OT, can I have a picture?" No, b**ch, I'm not in the mood
Ho, move