POINT EM OUT PHresher & A Boogie wit da Hoodie

[Intro: PHresher & A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
(Ouh, backwoods rolled different)
Ayy, ... know what time it is
Look, ayy
Hah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ayy (Shoot), lil' nigga

[Chorus: PHresher]
I've been trappin' trappin' since I had a beeper nigga (Yah)
When I was ballin' you was sittin' in the bleachers nigga (Yah)
And I can't do these "Hello, nice to meet you" niggas (Yah)
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

[Verse 1: PHresher]
Which one, big one, he ain't gettin' to it like [?]
He ain't ever ball, like he was on a bench
I was shootin' them tree's like Dwayne (Dwayne)
Trap phone job like who?-who?
His phone off, can't relay (Yah)
Plug just got [?] like every day
So fine, just point I shoot-shoot
Leave these niggas on mute
Money gon' talk like uh-uh
Got married to the money, I do (I do)
Got a lil' baby that's cute (Cute)
Better die before 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
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 trapped him
RIP to him, his name ain't a 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