Guidance

[Intro: That Mexican OT]
(Buddah Bless this beat)
(Bankroll Got It)
(Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm in the gutter with cutters, it's me and my brothers, we makin' it double (Uh-huh)
Won't find another, I'm breakin' down bread with some butter, come get you a Hubba (Uh-huh)
Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage (Uh-huh)
Like the G in lasagna, I'm movin' in silence, I'm givin' these lil' rappers guidance (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]
There's a whole lot of money on the freeway (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'ma get to the money, ooh, yeah
I be stuntin' every day like it's my C day (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Tell them pussies, "Aw, hey, it's too bad"
Tie the goose up with some duck, duck, duct tape
Big ol' bullets is what this must 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, huh (Grrt)
Ballin' hard like a Maverick
On a rainy day, ridin' on 288
I done made a way, every day we gettin' paid
Hit a fade away, I'm 'bout to ball and parlay
In a Escalade, I'ma star-gaze, right on (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT & Sauce Walka]
I'm in the gutter with cutters, it's me and my brothers, we makin' it double (Uh-huh)
Won't find another, I'm breakin' down bread with some butter, come get you a Hubba (Uh-huh, trip)
Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage (Splash, uh-huh, oohwee, oohwee)
Like the G in lasagna, I'm movin' in silence, I'm givin' these lil' rappers guidance (Uh-huh, oohwee)

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Kickin' they ass with Vegeta boots, somebody call the drank man 'cause I need a deuce (Ah)
Pourin' up drank till my teeth get loose (Trip), Tupac Shakur, pass me the juice
You bought that car off of Craiglist and need a boost (What?)
Your lil' boo is a duck, have you seen a goose? (Who?)
I like my women country and criminal, new Maybach is a robot, sentinel (Shit)
Out of there, shawty, what you finna do? I'm a real Texas boy, catch me on the lake in a inner tube (Woohoo)
Barbecue pit for the sequel, ice for the deep blue, Johnny Dang, diamonds look see through (Oohwee)
Drippin' that water, I'm hotter than a desert, bitch, parted it, too used to watchin' safari (Ayy)
Might send a girl to the bar, she leave with a starter, then come back and pay me tomorrow (Trip)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm in the gutter with cutters, it's me and my brothers, we makin' it double (Uh-huh)
Won't find another, I'm breakin' down bread with some butter, come get you a Hubba (Uh-huh)
Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage (Uh-huh)
Like the G in lasagna, I'm movin' in silence, I'm givin' these lil' rappers guidance (Uh-huh)

[Verse 3: Hogg Booma & That Mexican OT]
It's a whole lot of money on the backend, I go koo-koo when that pack in (Ah)
Put a white bitch up in a black Benz, let her go serve licks with a MAC-10 (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Now that's gangster and this brand new cutter, it'll hit a nigga ass from an angle (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
OT keep throwin' me alley-oops so I'ma keep on dunkin' these bangers (Gst)
I'm self-paid, I don't work for nobody, I can show you how to go be a boss (Be a boss)
I'm from the A side of the bricks, nigga, I ain't never cried 'bout a loss ('Bout a loss)
Fuck that toss, call that play, I'm goin' up the middle (Pussy-ass whore)
I'ma catch that bitch like Kittle
She ate this dick like candy, I saved her name under "Skittles" (Brrt)

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm in the gutter with cutters, it's me and my brothers, we makin' it double (Uh-huh)
Won't find another, I'm breakin' down bread with some butter, come get you a Hubba (Uh-huh)
Might like a pie, get whipped like a Pyrex, this lil' hooptie got us some mileage (Uh-huh)
Like the G in lasagna, I'm movin' in silence, I'm givin' these lil' rappers guidance (Uh-huh)