Death 4rm Da Triple GlockPouya

[Intro: Pouya]
Yuh, Don't Sleep On Me Hoe
What up, Mikey, Niko, Yung Kane, Pouya?

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Fuck that bitch, pop that cunt
Speakin' the truth and I'm keepin' it blunt
Kick it like pun, runnin' these hoes
Murder Team on us, he never love hoes
Sippin' my Joe in the mornin'
Tourin' through these bitches'
Floorin', floorin' the gas on these borin' [?] horny bitches fuckin' with me
And I'm flippin' the script, pissin' on these bitches
Golden shower for an hour, pussy sour, that shit get devoured
Runnin' it back, booty is fat
I'm lovin' that, never be stoppin' that kid
Pouya walks inside the building and he rips it up
Put my dick up in a slut then throw that ho under the bus 'cause I don't give a motherfuck
Bitch, press your luck, I'm 'bout to bust another nut, uh
Yo, yo, open up your mouth, open, open
Hold up, you 'bout to get showed up
When they show up then they slow up
You don't know what's gon' act like you do

[Verse 2]
Bad bitch ain't pretty (Nah)
Played her like a [?]
Run it like DMC, it's tricky, baby, it's tricky
And I go harder than harder, run it like Jimmy Carter
Played her like a maracas, I'm hotter than fuckin' lava, uh
New whip and a new bitch
M to the M, don't fuck with a prude bitch
Suckin' that down 'til the bitch toothless
I'm roofless, I got that pussy bruisin'
So, whoa, what you say?
You beat hoes up and you still get laid?
You got no job and you still get paid?
And you kick hoes out like a double play?
How far you go? All the way
How hard you ball? NBA
[?] my bitch strippin' 'til her [?]
I'm her daddy, father's day
Murder Team, back away
Get her wet, rainy day
Eat the pussy, fish filet

[Verse 3: Denzel Curry]
New nigga, yeah, you fuckin' with the [?]
Whoa, nigga, fuck it, kill a nigga, kick that bucket
'Cause you don't even know me, I ball like Kobe
Bitches want that beef, eat a little nigga like, nigga, show me
I'm hittin' you, the bitch in you
Wait, wait, wait—stop the track, shit, I'm rappin like Mystikal
Tell yo' ho, "Eat a testicle," Mystikal style to Mystikal verse
Unlock the best in you, give it all up undressin' you

[Verse 4: Soulja Mook]
Pop a bean
Ayy, nigga, what you mean?
Ayy, check my style, real shit
Fuck niggas is talkin', this nigga [?]
I'm the Soulja and I have no limit
You sleepin' on a nigga and you ain't slick with it
I got two broads shaped like [?]
All type of ass, skin tone light [?]
I ain't worried
On top of this shit like [?]
No jersey, nigga, no mercy
Get trampled like a [?]
No elephants, my soul, I'm never sellin' it
Bitch nigga so irrelevant
Just witness the development of the lyrical saint
I go harder than [?] for my family's sake
[?] curve (Skrrt)
Then my nigga just take flight
We stay on the ground, 'bout to [?] late nights
Other niggas get stage freight
And I'm one of the greats, right

[Verse 5]
Here we go, switchin' the flow
Fuckin' her good, then I'm hittin' the dough
Hop in the whip, [?] the crib
Phone blowin' up, I don't care 'bout a bitch
[?] from [?] hit up the [?]
Nigga, what you think?
Purple shit all in my drank
Got a nigga on [?], hol' up
I'm swervin', I tell her I'm workin
She tell me to come through, [?]
Say, "Nah, bae, I can't, got checks all on my mind"
Got no time for none of you hoes
Gotta get up and get on my grind
If niggas be trippin', I'm totin' that iron
Don't aim with that stick, just up when I fire
Walk with the clan, yes, I am the man
[?], uh
Niggas be trippin', so yes, I be [?]
If that nigga slippin', then he finna lay
We pop his body, then hit with that shotty
Whatever is left, man, [?]
Yes, I'm the man, say it again
Hatin' ass nigga, just fucked nigga [?]
AK-47s [?] so none of you pussies can fuck with the clan