Yeah
Yeaah
Hahahahaha
You n***as know its the gang or k** yourself right?
Yeaah
Yup
Red hat black chucks black 501's on
That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iPhone
Yea I got a girl but I swear I need a newer b**h
Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your b**h
I'm flyin in a different city every night
Got everything I ever wanted so this can't be life
Breaking down the weed I'm bout to make a plane
A hundred n***as with me all reppin taylor gang
Yeaaahahhhh b**h
Okaaayyyy
Yeaah
Yup
Lot of n***as fake but me I'm these hoes fate
Feed her alcohol and leave that b**h with no taste
Out of this world need my own space
Back seat and I'm a ride until the chrome break
Big heat will turn your body to a cold case
She don't even make it rain she just throw me face
Got some n***as quick to bang like they major pain
Told her mom I rep the gang she just say the same
Yeaaaaahhhhh b**h
[Chorus]
If you see em point em out
If you see em point em out
There's a bad b**h in here
If you see her point her out
There's a bad b**h in here
If you see her point her out
Yeeeaaahh yupp
You show up to concerts looking like a fan
I pull up in car service looking like the man
Hella reefer smoke a lot of pictures being taken
My b**h from Atlanta my weed is Jamaican
I don't talk much too many n***as hatin
Bout a booty that's my type of conversation
I dropped a little change on these hater frames
Took her car keys and let her played the way
Yeaaah..b**h
[Chorus]
If you see em point em out
If you see em point em out
There's a bad b**h in here
If you see her point her out
There's a bad b**h in here
If you see her point her out
Yeeeaaahh yupp
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