Pointers Marlo (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan, nigga
Let's go

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
That thirty-six came with a .40 Glock
Got racks in the vault I forgot about
Four rings on, pushin' the Audi out
Beat the case, they can't prove without a doubt
Pull up new Benz, tennis chain with the pointers
You fuck niggas ain't gonna beat us, better join us
[?] cheerleader, all my bitches is foreign
I don't even tell the truth to my lawyers
I need a thick bitch if she loyal
See the Wizard of Oz and the [?]
She a freak, she let me fuck her like a whore
She suckin' that dick that's a chore
She got some titties, she got a ass-galore
Blow the sack like I used to be poor
Kept my gun, same color door
Hood nigga, I fucked that bitch on the floor

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm the heavyweight, take that bitch on a dinner date
Hood nigga, the streets I authenticate
From the PJ's, shoot the ball in the crate
Forty pointers on, now I can skate
I got on Cuban link, I'm plugged out in the BAPE
C's my Cartier match Chanaynay
Nut in her mouth like a payday
Put an extra fifty rounds in the AK
I fuck and I'm gone, don't give me no headache
Stuck, geeked off the lean like I meditate
Rari' pull up, nigga, who wanna race?
She a freak, she like when I skeet on her face
She killin' that pussy, I'm catchin' a case
I can't go broke I'm [?]
That Rollie gon' tell me the day and the date
Diamonds hittin' like Gervonta Davis