Yeah 

Yeaah

Hahahahaha

You niggas know its the gang or kill 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 bitch

Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your bitch

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 niggas with me all reppin taylor gang



Yeaaahahhhh bitch

Okaaayyyy

Yeaah

Yup

Lot of niggas fake but me I'm these hoes fate

Feed her alcohol and leave that bitch 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 niggas quick to bang like they major pain

Told her mom I rep the gang she just say the same



Yeaaaaahhhhh bitch



[Chorus]

If you see em point em out

If you see em point em out



There's a bad bitch in here

If you see her point her out



There's a bad bitch 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 bitch from Atlanta my weed is Jamaican

I don't talk much too many niggas 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..bitch



[Chorus]

If you see em point em out

If you see em point em out



There's a bad bitch in here

If you see her point her out



There's a bad bitch in here

If you see her point her out



Yeeeaaahh yupp



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