Dirty Bay That Mexican OT

[Intro]
Yeah
All facts, South Texas projects, man
Lot of you motherfuckers be rappin' 'bout shit you not even livin'
Ayy, OT, tell 'em where you from, man

[Chorus]
From the country, so you know I talk crazy
Better saddle up 'cause them pistols be slangin'
Push up on a horse and I'll take your old lady
That's my baby, my baby, my baby
Stomp down in the boots, pop an X and get her loose
Like a goose 'cause the chopper got a long neck
I'ma die about mine, put it on the set
I'ma push up in the pond, leave 'em all wet
Can't nobody tell me nothin'
Whеn them bullets get to dumpin'
In my hood, it gеt rugged

[Verse]
I be in the Dirty Bay with a dirty K doin' dirty things
They be like, "OT, why you so dirty, man?"
Huh, I don't wanna be, the streets made me this way
Cut his head off, put it on display
I'ma tag on the toe, I'ma mack on the ho
Put a nat-nat on the check, I got cat for low
If I say it's a blitz, it's a blitz for sure
If they run through the front, I come through the backdoor
Got him holdin' his chest like the pledge of allegiance
I'm married to the game and, no, I ain't cheatin'
I see that he cappin', I backspace, delete him
Michael Jackson this case, they know I'ma beat it
Hundred band, hundred band, I be rockin' with a drummer band
I leave him lookin' like he do the running man
Lay him down, stretch him out like a rubber band
Who you say sweet? You must be talkin' 'bout another man
Salsa on my body just like a nacho
Takin' everything, buddy, none of this is not yours
Got him a gun and now he think he macho
Kickback from the big MAC made his top blow, huh (Skelz, oh my God)