Point Em Out Lyrics – That Mexican OT (feat. DaBaby)

Point Em Out Lyrics by That Mexican OT and DaBaby is a brand new English song sung by That Mexican OT and DaBaby, and the music of this latest song is produced by Bankroll Got It and 88nck. Point Em Out song lyrics are penned down by That Mexican OT, DaBaby, Bankroll Got It, and 88nck.

That Mexican OT & DaBaby – Point Em Out Lyrics

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 B!tch 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 B!tch A*s In The Trunk,
Show Him What The Fu*k We Talkin’ ’bout (Ugh)

I’m Strikin’ Men Like Strikin’ Lightnin’, You See What Happenin’
My Last Fight, Friend, Well, Alright, Then
Better Tighten Up, We Tight Ends
Fu*ked 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, B!tch, I Am A Oiler
Damn, How Many Times I Gotta Spin To Get This Boy To Learn?
Then I Ain’t No Fu*kin’ Joke, We Drop Lil’ T, Then Drop Lil’ More
Better Watch Your Mouth ’cause I Got Soap,
I Got Diamonds, Tacos, And Coke
Inside Of My Wock’, I Drop A Hater Like My Throka
Got Elbows Swingin’, Watch Him Cook,
I Smoke His A*s Just Like Some Morta
Leave Him Flat Just Like A Torti, I Swim With Killers Like A Orca
It Don’t Matter Where It Is, It Don’t Matter
Where I’m At Because To Me, No Man A Porta

Ayy, Where He Is? (Where He Is?),
Point Him Out (Point Him Out)
Throw His B!tch 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 B!tch A*s In The Trunk,
Show Him What The Fu*k We Talkin’ ’bout (Ugh)

B!tch, 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 Shit, Nigga
I Was Still Turnt With Them Motherfu*kin’ Bags,
My Mama Thought I Had The Bricks, Nigga, Bricks, Nigga
Drop A Ghetto B!tch Off At Her Job And Borrow Her Whip, Nigga
I’m In This With A Baby Ar Playin’ Sweet, Actin’ Like I’m A B!tch, Nigga
I Told Lil’ Mama To Bend It Over Like A Dog,
I’m Tryna Come Hit With Her
You Know These B!tches’ll Drive A Honda
Through The Wall To Fu*k 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, Shit,
I Wouldn’t Even Leave Him In That
Any One Of These Niggas Play When I Walk In This B!tch,
I’d Probably Leave With A Hat, Nigga, And A Reason To Laugh, Haha

Ayy, Where He Is? (Where He Is?),
Point Him Out (Point Him Out)
Throw His B!tch 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 B!tch A*s In The Trunk,
Show Him What The Fu*k We Talkin’ ’bout

Ayy, Where He Is? (Where He Is?),
Point Him Out (Point Him Out)
Throw His B!tch 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 B!tch A*s In The Trunk,
Show Him What The Fu*k We Talkin’ ’bout (Ugh)

Point Em Out Music Video

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