OTC Lyrics

Out the crooked, Got em lookin'

Now they jookin' when they hearin' me

Represent these city streets

Bitch, I am a fuckin' beast

Sick psychotic melody

Siempre tengo broccoli

Always keep the greenest leaf

Keep on stackin cheddar G

Get your cut of cheddar cheese

Flatulence on all these beats

I'm the shit Another hit

Another pack of sticky green

Wait, what you lookin' at

Oh shit, was that really me

I'm gone again, or so it seems

I'm gone again, lost in my dreams

Here for the moment, you down for the count

Do what I want, what you gon' do now

I ain't got a front, bring a cold front down

Cold with the flow, cause I creep underground

Know what I know, seen what I seen

Growing the trees, planting the seeds

Raking the leaves, do as I please

Steppin' to me means being defeat

I'm bringing the heat You might wanna feature

When speaking to me You might wanna speak up

A murderous scene A ravenous creature

Absurdly obscene And highly indecent

Out the crooked, Got em lookin'

Now they jookin' when they hearin' me

Represent these city streets

Bitch, I am a fuckin' beast

Sick psychotic melody

Siempre tengo broccoli

Always keep the greenest leaf

Keep on stackin cheddar G

Get your cut of cheddar cheese

Flatulence on all these beats

I'm the shit Another hit

Another pack of sticky green

Wait, what you lookin' at

Oh shit, was that really me

I'm gone again, or so it seems

I'm gone again, lost in my dreams

Reprising the vision, my mission's been given

I hope that you listen, I'm fixin' to fix it

Don't fuck with the fakes

Don't fuck with the snakes

Don't fuck with the way

They fuck with the rhythm

I'm fuckin' it up, not givin' a fuck

I don't wanna hug, I wanna make bucks

I don't want no love, I wanna make bumps

To all of my people, I do this for us

They gon' hear me when I say it

I'm a motherfuckin' spray it

Ain't no motherfuckin' game

This the motherfuckin' way

All you motherfuckers playin'

I've been gettin' it on my own

I'm assumin' that you fuck with me

Yeah Corpus Christi, that's my home

Out the crooked Out the crooked

Got them lookin' Out the crooked

Out the crooked Out the crooked

Got them lookin' Out the crooked

Crooked

Out the crooked, Got em lookin'

Now they jookin' when they hearin' me

Represent these city streets

Bitch, I am a fuckin' beast

Sick psychotic melody

Siempre tengo broccoli

Always keep the greenest leaf

Keep on stackin cheddar G

Get your cut of cheddar cheese

Flatulence on all these beats

I'm the shit Another hit

Another pack of sticky green

Wait, what you lookin' at

Oh shit, was that really me

I'm gone again, or so it seems

I'm gone again, lost in my dreams yeah

Crooked