Intro Pouya

[Shotz from the Double Glock]
Pouya and Nell 'bout to put a spell
On you mothafuckin’ haters, sendin' 'em straight to Hell

[Feel Where I'm Coming From]
In this bitch, I plan to be rich
With the flick of the wrist, I be

[Don't Sleep On Me Hoe]
Don’t sleep on me, ho

Batcave in this bitch and you haters is slow and the

[G Hits]
We versatile, fuckin' your bitch and I'm rippin' and dippin' and runnin' a thousand miles
Peelin' my weapon, she suckin' the dick, and I’m lovin’ it
Got a smile on my face

[Lyrical Saints]
Better than most so why not boast across the season?
Coast to coast, we float like boats

[Max]
To the car, driver pulled out
Congratulations, you one of us now
He wasn't proud, this life he had, he didn’t