That Mexican OT drops raw energy and Southern swagger in “Runnin,” a standout track from his latest project Recess. The song blends relentless repetition in the chorus—“I been runnin’ and runnin’ and runnin’…”—with personal stories of fast living, struggle, and hustle. Mixing witty lines, rugged Texas references, and confessions about vices, the track is as much about living life on the edge as it is about never slowing down.
Over a hard-hitting beat, That Mexican OT raps about wild nights, money chases, relationships, and the price of fame. Whether it’s smoking in the Escalade, doing show after show, navigating drama, or dealing with addictions, the verses stay vibrant and honest. The hook ties it all together, painting a picture of a life that refuses to take a break, even when it gets overwhelming. Dive into the Runnin lyrics below, and feel the pulse of That Mexican OT’s relentless drive.
| Lead Vocals | That Mexican OT |
| Songwriter | That Mexican OT, Jayson Bridges Publishing, Joel Banks & Taylor Banks |
| Music Producer | Bankroll Got It & Jayson “Koko” Bridges |
| Label | Manifest Music, Inc, GoodTalk, Good Money Global & Capitol Records |
| Release Date | August 15, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Manifest Music, Inc, GoodTalk, Good Money Global & Capitol Records |
Lyrics of Runnin by That Mexican OT
[Chorus]
I Been Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
‘Til I, I Can’t Run No More (I Can’t Run)
And These Girls, Girls, Girls, They On My Mind
And They Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
‘Til They, They Can’t Run No More
[Verse 1]
Smokin’ On A Slapwood, I’m Chokin’ On A Splinter
The Escalade Hog Up Both Lanes And Eat The Road Up For Dinner
How You Look Like You Fell From Heaven, But At The Same Time, A Sinner?
Pull Out My Liver And Pour Some Wockhardt And Sip Like A Winner
I Been Runnin’, Runnin’, Runnin’ Until My Toes Bleed
I’m Hittin’ Dust Until My Nose Bleed
The Old Me Will Probably Tell You To Do It
And The New Me Will Still Tell You To Do It
So I’ma Sip Drank, Smoke Weed, And Hit Cocaine
I’m A Troubadour From Texas, I’ma Let My Nuts Hang
They Gon’ Know The Notoriety Of Mexican Ot When He Pass
And When I Die, Bury Me Face Down, So The World Could Kiss My Ass
[Chorus]
I Been Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
‘Til I, I Can’t Run No More (I Can’t Run)
And These Girls, Girls, Girls, They On My Mind
And They Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
‘Til They, They Can’t Run No More
[Verse 2]
Show After Show, Ho After Ho And I Ain’t Had Enough
How This Dude Ridin’ In The Rolls Royce? That Shit Ain’t Addin’ Up
He Made Me Mad Enough,
Whooped His Ass Like His Dad Should’ve Done
And Your Sister Ratted You Out,
She Said You Sweet Like Honey Buns
You Know I Wasn’t Askin’ Questions,
So You Took Off On The Money Run
Damn, Huh, That Shit Hurt
On This Bitch-ass Tour Bus And My Life’s Been A Blur
Excuse Me, I’m On Weed And Mushrooms, I Might Talk With A Slur
I Put My Foot Inside His Mouth And I Wore Him Like Boots With The Fur
And The Reason Why I Whopped Your Ass,
Greg, Is ’cause Ain’t True With Your Words
I Been Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
Like She Down The Street, I’ma Have Her Screamin’, She Cummin’
Let Me Know It’s Real, Baby, Tat My Face On Your Tummy
[Chorus]
I Can’t Run No More, I Can’t Run No More
And These Girls, Girls, Girls, They On My Mind
And They Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’ And Runnin’
‘Til They, They Can’t Run No More
