Point Em Out - that mexican ot/DaBaby

Lyrics by：Virgil Gazca/Jonathan Kirk/Joel Banks/Taylor Banks/Nicholas Kwak/Antoine Banks/Vincent Guzzetta

Composed by：Virgil Gazca/Jonathan Kirk/Joel Banks/Taylor Banks/Nicholas Kwak/Antoine Banks/Vincent Guzzetta

Produced by：Bankroll Got It/88nck

Ayo is that that Mexican OT

B-b-bankroll got it

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Take him to the south

Uh-huh uh-huh

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Show him what the **** we talkin' 'bout

Ugh

I'm strikin' men like strikin' lightnin'

You see what happened in my last fight

Friend well aight then

Better tighten up we tie ends

****** my grill up 'cause

I popped an x all night it had me bitin'

Caught his a*s stealin'

So I had to take his right hand

Cup be lookin' like a pump

Jack ***** I am an oiler

Damn how many times I gotta

Spin to get this boy to learn

That I ain't no *******

Joke we dropped lil t

Then dropped lil moe

Better watch your mouth '

'Cause I got soap I got diamonds

Tacos and coke

Inside of my boca droppin'

Haters like my troca

Elbows swingin' watch 'em poke out

Smoke his a*s just like some mota

Leave him flat just like a torta

Swim with killers like an orca

It don't matter where it is

It don't matter where I'm at

Because to me no me importa

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Take him to the south uh-huh uh-huh

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Show him what the **** we talkin'

'Bout ugh

***** I don't even like no lame

Keep my name up out your mix ho

I don't like diamonds no more

Only plain jane to watch my wrist

Uh before rap I was poppin'

My **** nigga

I was so turnt with them *************

Bags my mama thought I had the bricks nigga

Bricks nigga

Drop a ghetto ***** off at her job

And borrow her whip nigga

I'm in this with an baby ar playin'

Sweet actin' like I'm a ***** nigga

I told lil' mama to bend it over

Like a dog I'm tryna come hit with her

You know these bitches'll drive a

Honda through the wall to ****

With a rich nigga

I'm from the south I greet a woman

With a smile when I take a pic with her

She can relax

Ot wan' see him in the trunk ****

I wouldn't even leave him in that

Any one of play when

I walk in this

I'd probably leave with a hat

And a reason to laugh haha

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Take him to the south uh-huh uh-huh

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Show him what the **** we talkin' 'bout

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Take him to the south uh-huh uh-huh

Ayy where he is where he is

Point him out point him out

Throw his ***** a*s in the trunk

Show him what the **** we talkin'

'Bout ugh