[Intro]
Know what the fuck goin' on
29Thouxanban
Gang gang, you know what I'm sayin'
Fuck you, n***a
You right there?
We just tired of seeing these peon-ass n***as, man

[Chorus]
So we point these n***as out, huh
Point that little n***a out, uh
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that little n***a out, ooh
Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin'
Heard you runnin' your mouth
When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao (Dig)
Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah
And I'm heavyweight
Winning like every bout
I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it)
I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh
Point that n***a out, ooh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh, yeah (Uno, I killed it)
Look, look
[Verse 1]
Yung Shyne, huh, can't forget the Yung, baby
Walk inside the club, I won't forget my gun, nah
Ooh, now I'm the hottest there right under the sun
Lord, he blessing me, I hope that I don't blast nothin', yeah
They asked me when I got so cheap
I said I made so much money, wanna keep all for me, I'm sorry
Like you're Gleesh, leave your ass deceased
My pockets got a disease called obesity (Dig?)
Before you play me, you better play for keeps
'Cause I'll play you out your whole system, ya dig, I got cheats (Huh)
Trying to take over your whole turf, I got cleats
'Cause you pussy n***as like grass under my feet

[Chorus]
So we point these n***as out, huh
Point that little n***a out, uh (Yeah, man, get that fuck n***a out the motherfucker)
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that little n***a out, ooh
Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin'
Heard you runnin' your mouth
When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao (Dig)
Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah
And I'm heavyweight
Winning like every bout
I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it)
I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh
Point that n***a out, ooh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh, yeah
[Verse 2]
You're on point, but you're on point like a glitch (Yeah)
You're on point like a snitch, little bitty bitch
We don't point fingers, point red blinkers (Brrt)
Get money every time real n***as link up
I bought the chain different from the pendant, they still linked up
You penny pinchin', I told her to pass the scissors (Yeah)
Or pass the bitches
A four in a deuce might crash my liver (You dig?)
Might crash the kitchen
I'm livin' so rude, from rags to riches (Huh)
Might pull up official
Pull out my ice, then pull all your bitches
Hop in the dish (Skrrt)
Hop in the Lam, pull up and hit (Yeah)
I might hop in your bitch, ooh
Hop out the bitch like I am her kid (Mine)
Can't see your face, tap your lid, lil' bitch
When your lights out

[Chorus]
So point these n***as out, huh
Point that little n***a out, uh
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that little n***a out, ooh
Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin'
Heard you runnin' your mouth
When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao
Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah
And I'm heavyweight
Winning like every bout
I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it)
I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh
Point that n***a out, huh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh
Point that n***a out, ooh
Point that lil' n***a out, huh, yeah (Out, out)