War Wounds lyrics

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

[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's
Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero
So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo
I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo

[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]
I climbed off a horse and I jumped in the Porsche
OT, you from Texas? I tell 'em, "Of course"
I be deep in the country sippin' on the porch
Four pints of Wockhardt, I'ma pour up a quart
Yeah, I float like butterfly, sting like a bumblebee
Beat his b*tch ass up, got him seein' double me
b*tch, I'ma hybrid, there ain't no other me
Smellin' like weed, but I'm lookin' like a money tree
Got ten bathrooms, I can sh*t all day
Crib so big, playin' ball in the hallway
Thеy be tellin' me, "Rain, rain, bеtter go away"
'Cause they know that these diamonds ain't no play, play (Bling)
Diamonds be lookin' like a raindrop (Drip, drip, drip)
I'ma knock off his tank top (Fa-fa)
Give his ass a red paint job
I know them guns from China, it's singin' K-Pop (Grrr)
Texas is in good hands, I'm Lonestar-made, pimpin' (Uh-huh, uh-ha)
If you feelin' froggy, you can go 'head and leap 'cause I pull this b*tch out and then rip it
And for all of the dudes, save the di*kridin' for b*tches
My chopper's a no good thot with extensions
Runnin' for the money, got me feelin' like I'm Emmitt
"OT, boy, I love you," I said, "I can dig it"
[Chorus: That Mexican OT & Maxo Kream]
I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's
Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero
So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo
I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo (Maxo, Maxo)

[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]
Persona Money Gang 'til they put me in the dirt
Know a white boy shooter put a n*gga in a hearse
Led Zeppelin, Limp Bizkit, Fred Durst
Tote an M16 like a Shady verse
12-gauge buck shots like an African
Stomach got a sh*t bag like a laxative
Sell crack to a cheese head, Green Ray to a weed head, trap house like a Packers fan
Gun from Iraq, sellin' K-pack Xans
Shoot a Glock at the opps, seen the cops, I ran
Smokin' Afghan Kush out the Pakistan
I'ma break the bomb down like Baghdad
Dog food same color as an Arab
Got skunk in the bag like a trashman
Switch on a heater, I put a di*k on my blick, my nina a trans man
This not a 'Cat or a SCAT, got a Demon Hawktrack, I don't do no Trans Am
I'ma do the whole dash with the pedal to the metal
Young Max God Crip, keep the flame like the devil
AR-15 like four fifteens, make it bang on the scene like the bass and the treble
Like, "Wham, wham," chopper go, "Bam, bam", Flintstone, servin' them pebbles, come chupo mis huevos
[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm so cold I can shoot a mosquito's
Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero
So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo
I stay one deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo

[Verse 3: Lil' Keke]
This H-Town, I'm straight now 'cause I staid down, no games (No games)
Ain't no cartoons, these war wounds, it ain't never trustin' no lame (Never)
My check throwed, my neck cold 'cause I stay inside my bag (Bag)
And my license plate say Texas, so I'm slidin' by in my slab (Let's go)
Might be one deep like I'm Ro (Ro), yes, it's screwed up, so it's slow (Slow)
Only two cups in that four (Four) and that old-school sit low (I swear)
Yes, I'm out of town with OT (OT)
Bad b*tches, we low-key
I've been here, so they know me
And I'm everywhere your ho be (Ho)
Tell them haters, "I'm back" (Back)
And them war wounds, they fat (Fat)
I got thick paint on that 'Lac ('Lac)
And it's big buds in my sack (Let's go)
Don Ke, I'm on track (Track)
When I'm turnin' corners, I'm cold (Cold)
With that bankroll on swole
'Cause us real G's don't fold (What?)
[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
I'm so cold, I can shoot a mosquito's
Wings through a lil' peephole, I'm feelin' like a thug hero
So many war wounds from these wars, they probably think that I'm emo
I stay one-deep like I'm Z-Ro, my boots came straight from Nat Geo