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Pouya or Pooya or Puya is a masculine first name of Iranian origin (from a Persian word meaning "dynamic" or "in move"). more »

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(Ayy, Spock, you slid on this ho)

Where you at? Eatin' good and gettin' fat
Waitin' for my coffin, creepin' where the reaper at
I be swervin' through the traffic like I'm runnin' and can't look back
But really, I just wanna go (where?), I really don't know (circles)
More money, more bitches, more worthless
When you look under the surface, look at the motives
I know your face is smilin', but in your eyes, I can see you lurking
Who to love? Who to trust? How can I know for certain?
Sick of these rappers smirkin', yuh

Bust through the door, where the cash at?
Got one hundred twenty two P's in a trashbag
Turn your OG to a hashtag
Hop in, we gon' take a road trip in a hatchback
I put up some money in NASDAQ
The rest I invested on bitches and crack bags
Play with my money, don't stash that
Walk in with my stick like I got a bad back
Your pocket low to the minimal, uh
Stretchin' the work like it's silicone, ah
I hop out the way like it's biblical
Let my nuts hang like a physical test
Airin' the shit from the hip to your neck
I pop me a thirty, I feel in my chest
I fucked on that bitch from one day to the next
She looked up at me like a God in the flesh

Miami, Florida, nothing but 'gators in that (water)
Don't even bother, get to the paper, they got nothing to (offer)
Life is okay, I just wish I was (taller)
But I'm okay, still gonna put my dick in your (daughter)
Miami, Florida, nothing but 'gators in that (water)
Don't even bother, get to the paper, they got nothing to (offer)
Life is okay, I just wish I was (taller)
But I'm okay, still gonna put my dick in your (daughter)

Roadrun pistol, long highways
Gettin' rich 'bout four, five ways
Hatin' on me, come catch this fade
If you bigger than me, come dodge this 'K, ayy
Bitch, don't check for me, go check your brakes
Spilled some lean on my shirt, got stained
With a dope lightskin so I called her Drake, ooh
Man, the food so nice they ain't eat it twice
.45 stuck to your head like lice
That purp with a drank like beans and rice
I was doin' good trappin', ain't need no mic
One shot, I don't need no pipe
Looked at my rap check laughin'
All the street money, I was talkin' my shit so fire

As the time goes by and I'm waitin' to die
Look at the fire in my eyes, I'm never tellin' no lies
My riders gon' ride for me, 911 ain't no lease
What it do, baby? Let's make a move and get into it, bitch
Wrap a rapper up in plastic, don't make me have to get drastic
Goin' insane, think I need a straight jacket, Cadillac still swervin' in traffic
You sick of the same shit, then suck a dick laid in the casket
Got two hoes in the bathtub, they wanna do drugs and get nasty

Miami, Florida, nothing but 'gators in that (water)
Don't even bother, get to the paper, they got nothing to (offer)
Life is okay, I just wish I was (taller)
But I'm okay, still gonna put my dick in your (daughter)
Miami, Florida, nothing but 'gators in that (water)
Don't even bother, get to the paper, they got nothing to (offer)
Life is okay, I just wish I was (taller)
But I'm okay, still gonna put my dick in your (daughter)

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