Pouya & Boobie Lootaveli Bitch, Park Backwards
[Verse 1: Boobie Lootaveli]
Walk up in the spot, make that bitch pop (Bitch pop)
Rollie is a forty, ain't no tickin' on this wristwatch
Pit stop, off-brand rappers, flip-flop (Flip-flop)
Man, it's so lonely at the tip-top
[Verse 2: Pouya]
I don't wanna f..ck these hoes, but they wanna f..ck me (Yeah)
My og said he really miss the old me (Yeah)
Too well known, got me movin' low-key (Yeah)
Oe sippin', got me liftin' both feet, yeah
[Verse 3: Boobie Lootaveli and Pouya]
F..ckin' up the road, bring them bags home (Bring them bags in)
Wouldn't touch your bitch even if she had a bag on
Headfirst, chops make your head burst (Make your head burst)
I be smokin' on 'Woods full of pressure 'til my head hurt (Ayy, yeah)
[Verse 4: Pouya]
Wouldn't touch your bitch with a broomstick (Yeah, broomstick)
Keep it quiet, baby, tighten up them loose lips (Loose lips)
I make records, got no job, I never do shit
Sit up on my ass and put on for my district (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 5: Boobie Lootaveli]
Stake me in a junior and a black Benz, no tints
So the hoes see when me and Pou' slidin' in
Broke boys pop like the tires that you ridin' in
If you got smoke, got a hole you can hide in
[Verse 6: Pouya]
Never goin' back to being broke (Yeah)
Sleepin' on the floor, mama thought I was a joke (Yeah)
Now I'm doin' well, still more hungry than before (Yeah)
Found a way to live with all these suicide notes, yeah
[Verse 7: Boobie Lootaveli and Pouya]
I eat what I want, I'm attractive (You dig?)
Got a money belly and I'm f..ckin' on an actress
Still trappin' 'bows for the practice (Yeah, practice)
I'ma step on her work, when I see you, I'ma tax it
[Verse 8: Pouya]
Your bitch suck dick for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through
Your bitch suck dick for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through