[Intro] Yeah Yeah You niggas know it's the Gang or kill yourself right? Yeah Yup [Verse 1] Red hat, black Chucks, black 501's on That's your baby momma but her number's in my iPhone Yeah, I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your bitch I'm flying in a different city every night Got everything I ever wanted so this can't be life Breaking down the weed about to make a plane A hundred niggas with me, all repping Taylor Gang Yeah bitch Okay Yeah Yup [Verse 2] Lot of niggas fake, but me I give these hoes faith Feed her alcohol and leave that bitch with no taste Out of this world, need my own space Back seat and I'ma ride until the chrome break Big heat'll turn your body to a cold case She don't even make it rain she just throw me face Got some niggas quick to bang like they Major Pain Told their mom I rep the Gang, she just say the same Yeah Bitch [Chorus] If you see them point them out If you see them point them out There's a bad bitch in here And you see her point her out There's a bad bitch in here And you see her point her out Yeah Yup [Verse 3] You show up to concerts looking like a fan I pull up in car service looking like the man Hella reefer smoke, a lot of pictures being taken My bitch from Atlanta, my weed is Jamaican I don't talk much, too many niggas hating About a booty, that's my type of conversation I dropped a little change on these hater frames Took her car keys, and let her played Dwayne