Cowboy In A Escalade (feat. Trapboy Freddy)
I say, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (G&B)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I say, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
I'm That Mexican out of Texas, teeth goin' bling-bling
Lil' old Ms. Ling Ling giving happy endings
I was 15 years old, pushin' weed on a ten-speed
I'm a lil'-ass Mexican with a big dog in me
I'm fricka-fricka-fresh
Put the gun down, punch him in his chest
I'ma do his ass just like the rest
All the bitches need me like notes for a test
I got somethin' on my mind that I need to address
How you tryna take somethin' when you know
That my ass ain't even have food on the plate? (Food on the plate)
I had a feelin' you was tryna do me dirty, but I pushed the feelin' away (Feelin' away)
No lights in the dark with an empty-ass stomach
I was tryna go and make somethin' shake (make somethin' shake)
Now I'm still gettin' busy with business, I'm tryna get in this and stay out the way
My chopper love me, she love me not (she love me not, she love me not)
I like to make money and fold a knot (and fold a knot, fold a knot)
I'm sippin' Wockhardt, ridin' on a yacht (on a yacht, ridin' on a yacht)
I smoke weed and sip an awful lot (sip an awful lot, an awful lot)
Cowboy in an Escalade, ridin' 288, big body sit on the Forgis (uh-huh)
Today, I still got to the damn money even though I work up horny (uh-huh)
Wake up, brush my teeth, then I get to the money and stay in the house like Corey (uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm from dirty Bay, I'll put it in they face, oh, no, they can't ignore me (uh-huh)
Throw a couple bellota at a bitch-ass rapper because his rhymes is corny (uh-huh)
Like I set a lil' pow wow call with the shorties, I'll push up lookin' real sporty (uh-huh)
Diamonds straight from the earth, they was barely dug out, but these hoes is prehistoric (uh-huh)
My yopper a thotty, she tryna catch up on the bodies and have her an orgy (uh-huh)
Used to post on that block with them rocks in my socks
You already know I had me a Glock with me (Glock with me)
Used to ride with my shirt off, dumpin' that work off
Know back then, was a hot nigga (hot)
From the H to the D (D)
I had that work in the C (C)
We was packin' it, rollin' it cheap (cheap)
All my spots gon' roll every day of the week
By two, nigga leavin' with three (woo)
See, back then, we was lookin' up to Chino and Poppa (Poppa)
They had the whole hood poppin' (hey)
Step daddy hit me with a pack, got the whole hood rockin' (rockin')
Then I learned how to drop it (skrrt)
Went and got me a dough (dough)
I fell in love with the dope (dope)
Used to sell fiends soap (soap)
Kick in your door (door)
I want the blow and the O's (O's)
You can keep all your clothes (clothes)
Ayy, count me up money, you know how I'm comin'
You better pay if you owe me (owe me)
Slung that pistol at four feet (four feet)
If I'm runnin', it had to be police (woo, yeah)
I had the lows, I had the mids, I had the highs and OG (OG)
He say he gangster, well, I think I'm gangster, lil' buddy, you gon' have to come show me
Cowboy in an Escalade, ridin' 288, big body sit on the Forgis (uh-huh)
Today, I still got to the damn money even though I work up horny (uh-huh)
Wake up, brush my teeth, then I get to the money and stay in the house like Corey (uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm from dirty Bay, I'll put it in they face, oh, no, they can't ignore me (uh-huh)
Throw a couple bellota at a bitch-ass rapper because his rhymes is corny (uh-huh)
Like I set a lil' pow wow call with the shorties, I'll push up lookin' real sporty (uh-huh)
Diamonds straight from the earth, they was barely dug out, but these hoes is prehistoric (uh-huh)
My yopper a thotty, she tryna catch up on the bodies and have her an orgy (uh-huh)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I say, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
I'm That Mexican out of Texas, teeth goin' bling-bling
Lil' old Ms. Ling Ling giving happy endings
I was 15 years old, pushin' weed on a ten-speed
I'm a lil'-ass Mexican with a big dog in me
I'm fricka-fricka-fresh
Put the gun down, punch him in his chest
I'ma do his ass just like the rest
All the bitches need me like notes for a test
I got somethin' on my mind that I need to address
How you tryna take somethin' when you know
That my ass ain't even have food on the plate? (Food on the plate)
I had a feelin' you was tryna do me dirty, but I pushed the feelin' away (Feelin' away)
No lights in the dark with an empty-ass stomach
I was tryna go and make somethin' shake (make somethin' shake)
Now I'm still gettin' busy with business, I'm tryna get in this and stay out the way
My chopper love me, she love me not (she love me not, she love me not)
I like to make money and fold a knot (and fold a knot, fold a knot)
I'm sippin' Wockhardt, ridin' on a yacht (on a yacht, ridin' on a yacht)
I smoke weed and sip an awful lot (sip an awful lot, an awful lot)
Cowboy in an Escalade, ridin' 288, big body sit on the Forgis (uh-huh)
Today, I still got to the damn money even though I work up horny (uh-huh)
Wake up, brush my teeth, then I get to the money and stay in the house like Corey (uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm from dirty Bay, I'll put it in they face, oh, no, they can't ignore me (uh-huh)
Throw a couple bellota at a bitch-ass rapper because his rhymes is corny (uh-huh)
Like I set a lil' pow wow call with the shorties, I'll push up lookin' real sporty (uh-huh)
Diamonds straight from the earth, they was barely dug out, but these hoes is prehistoric (uh-huh)
My yopper a thotty, she tryna catch up on the bodies and have her an orgy (uh-huh)
Used to post on that block with them rocks in my socks
You already know I had me a Glock with me (Glock with me)
Used to ride with my shirt off, dumpin' that work off
Know back then, was a hot nigga (hot)
From the H to the D (D)
I had that work in the C (C)
We was packin' it, rollin' it cheap (cheap)
All my spots gon' roll every day of the week
By two, nigga leavin' with three (woo)
See, back then, we was lookin' up to Chino and Poppa (Poppa)
They had the whole hood poppin' (hey)
Step daddy hit me with a pack, got the whole hood rockin' (rockin')
Then I learned how to drop it (skrrt)
Went and got me a dough (dough)
I fell in love with the dope (dope)
Used to sell fiends soap (soap)
Kick in your door (door)
I want the blow and the O's (O's)
You can keep all your clothes (clothes)
Ayy, count me up money, you know how I'm comin'
You better pay if you owe me (owe me)
Slung that pistol at four feet (four feet)
If I'm runnin', it had to be police (woo, yeah)
I had the lows, I had the mids, I had the highs and OG (OG)
He say he gangster, well, I think I'm gangster, lil' buddy, you gon' have to come show me
Cowboy in an Escalade, ridin' 288, big body sit on the Forgis (uh-huh)
Today, I still got to the damn money even though I work up horny (uh-huh)
Wake up, brush my teeth, then I get to the money and stay in the house like Corey (uh-huh)
Bitch, I'm from dirty Bay, I'll put it in they face, oh, no, they can't ignore me (uh-huh)
Throw a couple bellota at a bitch-ass rapper because his rhymes is corny (uh-huh)
Like I set a lil' pow wow call with the shorties, I'll push up lookin' real sporty (uh-huh)
Diamonds straight from the earth, they was barely dug out, but these hoes is prehistoric (uh-huh)
My yopper a thotty, she tryna catch up on the bodies and have her an orgy (uh-huh)
Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Marlon Beach, Devarius Dontez Moore, Gavin Omar Luckett, Brandon Pitre, Virgil R. Gazca
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