[ Featuring A Boogie Wit da Hoodie ]
(Ooh Packwoods, we roll different)
Ayy, know what time it is
Look, ayy
Ah, ayy (shoot), lil' nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've been trappin', trappin' since I had a beeper nigga (ya)
When I was ballin' you was sittin' in the bleachers nigga (ya)
And I can't do these, "Hello, nice to meet you" niggas (ya)
If you run up on me he gon' change ya features nigga (woo)
Point 'em out, shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
Point 'em out, shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
Point 'em out, who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
Point 'em out, shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
Point 'em out
Which one, big one, he ain't gettin' to it like PA
He ain't ever ball, like he was on a bench
I was shootin' them tree's like Dwayne (Dwayne)
Trap phone jump like (hoo-hoo)
His phone off, can't relay (ya)
Plug just called for the re-up
So I just ran it up like a relay
So fine, just point I shoot-shoot
Leave these niggas on mute (niggas on mute)
Money gon' talk like, ooh-ooh
Got married to the money, I do (I do)
Got a lil' baby that's cute (cute)
Rather die 'fore I do it like you (do it like you)
Can't tell my nigga my sins (nigga my sins)
Gotta leave 'em in the desert like Clue (like Clue)
No this ain't the gram', so stop with the cappin'
Wanna get blamin' and that's not a caption
See his reaction after I tagged him
RIP to him, his name and his status
Get hit with the stick, I ain't talkin' Madden
I took his bitch, 'cause she love the fashion
I got the drip, you see me splashin'
My niggas lit, you niggas has-beens
I've been trappin', trappin' since I had a beeper nigga (ya)
When I was ballin' you was sittin' in the bleachers nigga (ya)
And I can't do these, "Hello, nice to meet you" niggas (ya)
If you run up on me he gon' change ya features nigga (woo)
Point 'em out, shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
Point 'em out, shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
Point 'em out, who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
Point 'em out, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Point 'em out
Yeah-yeah, gotta keep one in the head, yeah
Brodie got one in the head
Two make 'em move then it's over he dead, yeah
Heard of a stupid ass goofy ass nigga tryna plot and he was my mans, yeah
We could've got money together
I love you my nigga but now you're a dead man
We could've been ballin' together
Instead I just put a red dot to his headband
I was just duckin' from feds
Up in the jet-ski and hittin' the staircase
My Cuban link choked on my neck
This akhi is tucked, you can't touch but it's heavy
My chain like a hockey but you movin' wocky
I'm covered in ice like I'm Gretzky
I've been trappin', trappin' since I had a beeper nigga (ya)
When I was ballin' you was sittin' in the bleachers nigga (ya)
And I can't do these, "Hello, nice to meet you" niggas (ya)
If you run up on me he gon' change ya features nigga (woo)
Point 'em out, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Point 'em out, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Point 'em out, who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Point 'em out, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Point 'em out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One in the, head-head-head (bap-bap)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One in the
