Cloned Existence

[Intro] Know what the fuck goin' on 29Thouxanban Gang gang, you know what I'm sayin' Fuck you, nigga You right there? We just tired of seeing these peon-ass niggas, man [Chorus] So we point these niggas out, huh Point that little nigga out, uh Point that nigga out, huh Point that little nigga out, ooh Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin' Heard you runnin' your mouth When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao (Dig) Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah And I'm heavyweight Winning like every bout I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it) I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh Point that nigga out, huh Point that lil' nigga out, huh Point that nigga out, ooh Point that lil' nigga out, huh, yeah (Uno, I killed it) Look, look [Verse 1] Yung Shyne, huh, can't forget the Yung, baby Walk inside the club, I won't forget my gun, nah Ooh, now I'm the hottest there right under the sun Lord, he blessing me, I hope that I don't blast nothin', yeah They asked me when I got so cheap I said I made so much money, wanna keep all for me, I'm sorry Like you're Gleesh, leave your ass deceased My pockets got a disease called obesity (Dig?) Before you play me, you better play for keeps 'Cause I'll play you out your whole system, ya dig, I got cheats (Huh) Trying to take over your whole turf, I got cleats 'Cause you pussy niggas like grass under my feet [Chorus] So we point these niggas out, huh Point that little nigga out, uh (Yeah, man, get that fuck nigga out the motherfucker) Point that nigga out, huh Point that little nigga out, ooh Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin' Heard you runnin' your mouth When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao (Dig) Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah And I'm heavyweight Winning like every bout I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it) I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh Point that nigga out, huh Point that lil' nigga out, huh Point that nigga out, ooh Point that lil' nigga out, huh, yeah [Verse 2] You're on point, but you're on point like a glitch (Yeah) You're on point like a snitch, little bitty bitch We don't point fingers, point red blinkers (Brrt) Get money every time real niggas link up I bought the chain different from the pendant, they still linked up You penny pinchin', I told her to pass the scissors (Yeah) Or pass the bitches A four in a deuce might crash my liver (You dig?) Might crash the kitchen I'm livin' so rude, from rags to riches (Huh) Might pull up official Pull out my ice, then pull all your bitches Hop in the dish (Skrrt) Hop in the Lam, pull up and hit (Yeah) I might hop in your bitch, ooh Hop out the bitch like I am her kid (Mine) Can't see your face, tap your lid, lil' bitch When your lights out [Chorus] So point these niggas out, huh Point that little nigga out, uh Point that nigga out, huh Point that little nigga out, ooh Give a fuck 'bout what you sayin' Heard you runnin' your mouth When I see you, I'ma Pacquiao Diamonds shining with the lights out, ooh, yeah And I'm heavyweight Winning like every bout I'ma wrap shit like Kyle Lowry (Wrap it) I'ma push you back like Eddie Bauer, uh Point that nigga out, huh Point that lil' nigga out, huh Point that nigga out, ooh Point that lil' nigga out, huh, yeah (Out, out)