Gucci Rugs Saxkboy KD & That Mexican OT

[Intro: That Mexican OT]
Every morning when I—
Every—, look, look

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
Every morning when I take a shit, my feet land on some Gucci Rugs
Pop out with my thugs, what's cracking, cuz?
Smoke buddy like some bud
Tell my shooter, "It's okay, the first one misses, we got switches"
42 Wallaby way, Sydney, I thought his bitch-ass was fishes
We got opps and we got bitches, we got dookas, we got glizzy's
Bitch, I'm kickin' down that door, no, I ain't asking for permission
We got opps and we got bitches, we got dookas, we got glizzy's
Bitch, I'm kickin' down that door, no, I ain't asking for permission

[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]
Red Dead Redemption, let's have us a dual clip
Look like a ruler but I'm up out of school
I been studying the scene and I'm changing thе mood
They be like, "OT, how do you do, that?"
I lift thе clutter make it move back
Keep me a pistol, I'm too fat
Fighting, I'm not tryna do that
Betty Wick go vroom and leave 'em flat
Take a trip outta Mexico, why they be tourin'
Johnny Depp on the scene, I'ma let it blow
Make his body spin, just like a Mary go
Got me turnt up just like a stereo
He deep in that water, just like Nemo
She say she gon' deep throat, she blow me up like C4
Unload the clip, then I reload
I’m Texas Made, that won't never change
Smokin', sippin' drank, I'm hogging lanes
Anywhere body frame, watch them elbows swing
Hit 'em where he thank, with that big ol' thing
Big crackin' with the gang, I hit a stain
I'ma make 'em hit the "Hey", then I'm grippin' on the grain