Shotz from the Double Glock Pouya (Ft. Nell)

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Pouya and Nell 'bout to put a spell
On you mothafuckin' haters, sendin' 'em straight to Hell
Man, I cannot tell you how hard we work on this music
Not a bitch, I don't even flirt
Yeah, she open her skirt and let me slide right in
Not fuckin this bitch, I'm fuckin some twins
From the start to the end, I'm goin' in

[Verse 2: Nell]
Put the skrilla on the table, I make it in an instant
Chasin' paper, I got these niggas hatin' from a distance
Spit crack when it lifted, miss me if it ain't business
You don't know who your friends is
'Til you puttin' them years in
But I'm bout of the millions
Might run down, be in your town like a pilgrim
New Era game, Apes up in the mothafuckin' buildin'

[Verse 3: Pouya]
Spittin' that fire like cigarette packs
Bitches they know that we all about stacks
Fuck 'em and leave 'em, and never come back
You fiendin' for dick like they fiendin' for crack
Up in the street, Nell, get the MAC-10
Problems, we solvin' 'em fast
Suck on my dick and kiss on my ass
Ain't gonna smoke but still part of the plan
The thicker the pussy, the fatter the ass
The haters want beef, but I'm bringin' them back
All of you haters are so fuckin wack
Shout out to Nell for gettin' this track
Upon the map, I don't fuck with rats
I'm runnin' this shit like you runnin' in track
You talkin' that shit, I'ma give you a smack
We come to yo' crib and we eat all yo' snacks