Pouya

Released: June 15, 2013

Songwriter: Pouya

Producer: Eric Dingus

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
It's the rise of the '90s
Miami City but we never pity bitches 'cause they actin' really grimy
Ratchet, crawlin' like maggots
Laughin' 'cause we passin' and dashin' massive action
Titties flashin', asses clashin' on my mattress
Hot like matches in the planet

[Verse 1]
Get rid of them haters up on in the coffin
I'm bossin' and mobbin'
Heart throbbin' 'cause bitches be lovin' my style
Start drippin' like wet and wild
Phase two comin' at you
Mothafucka, watch what you do
I slide with my crew, we know what to do
Not fuckin' with you 'cause you a bitch

[Chorus]
It's the rise of the '90s
Miami City but we never pity bitches 'cause they actin' really grimy
Pouya, don't sleep on me, ho
'Cause I'm sick shit with these rhyme schemes
Mothafucka be talkin' that shit but he know where he can find me
'Cause it's the rise, it's the rise of the '90s
Miami City but we never pity bitches 'cause they actin' really grimy
Pouya, don't sleep on me, ho
'Cause I'm sick shit with these rhyme schemes
Mothafucka be talkin' that shit but he know where he can find me
'Cause it's the rise, G

[Verse 2]
Now swallow and follow me down the road
Back in the day and I'm still bumpin' Bone
Back in the way, passin' the obstacles, lick on my popsicle
Do the impossible, Pouya unstoppable
Amazing, the creations I've created with my words
Writin' my lyrics and notes as I sit on the curb
Look in my eyes, I'm ready to die
But I may turn fly and look to the sky
I'm lovin' the game, you can't tell me nothing
I'm bustin' a nut on your cousin, quit fussin'
I'm cussin', I don't give a fuckshit, bitch
Restin' your bitch, don't fuck with a snitch
Tryna get rich, all of these haters be ridin' my mothafuckin' dick
I keep it simple, bang-bang-bang-bang, 10-4
Think I'm firm, cops slimy like worms
Get rid of 'em just like germs
I hope they learn money to be earned
Why are you dappin' me? We are not homies
If you don't stop yappin', I'm gonna start snappin'
Just like I am rappin', so shut your mouth, bitch

[Chorus]
It's the rise of the '90s
Miami City but we never pity bitches 'cause they actin' really grimy
Pouya, don't sleep on me, ho
'Cause I'm sick shit with these rhyme schemes
Mothafucka be talkin' that shit but he know where he can find me
'Cause it's the rise, it's the rise of the '90s
Miami City but we never pity bitches 'cause they actin' really grimy
Pouya, don't sleep on me, ho
'Cause I'm sick shit with these rhyme schemes
Mothafucka be talkin' that shit but he know where he can find me
'Cause it's the rise, G

Kevin Pouya (born December 20, 1994), simply known as Pouya, is an American rapper in the South Florida underground scene. His father is from Iran, his mother from Cuba. He is part of the Miami collective Buffet Boys, which he started with long-time collaborator Fat Nick.

Known for his long hair, introspective raps, and fondness of Cadillacs, Pouya has since starting his career in 2012 made a big name for himself in the Florida underground scene. He is influenced by a variety of horrorcore rappers including Cleveland group, Bones Thugs-n-Harmony.

While living with Fat Nick at Nick’s mom’s house, Kevin released his debut mixtape, Fuck It. In an interview with The Hundreds, he talked about what his life would be like if he didn’t pursue

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