Ratio
Houdini, Burna Bandz, Tallup Twinz
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Sippin' on Hi Tech, I'm done with the ratio Hearin' the gang on the radio I got her runnin' fellatio (I got her runnin' fellatio) trained to blow Uhh Sippin' on Hi Tech, I'm done with the ratio Hearin' the gang on the radio I got her runnin' fellatio I got some niggas that's trained to blow Hammer around so it's safe to go Blowin' a cheque and I make some more Blowin' a cheque and I make some more Traphouse prayin' I make it home Talkin' in code, jakes tappin' the phone Count dirty money, can't clean it with soap Come through we makin' a scene for sure Lil' bro aim for his top, let it go Me and Hou trap by the eskimos Bricks in the igloo, it's not for the low Dropped in the one got a two on the stove Got it all off, two birds in one stone I'm outta town tryna' flip me some dope All of this white, man, I feel like the popes Ya I'm in the trenches I'm up on the road Trap going dumb, need a whole 'nother phone I put a two, got a four on the stove HH, yeah I got me a clone It ain't safe, where I'm from need a pole Remember days kickin' them doors My niggas takin' them souls Come from the North where it's colder Couldn't lean on a shoulder Hopin' we don't get pulled over 'Cause if we do then it's over Hundred sticks, hundred soldiers And I've never been a dojer She know me, I don't know her Sippin' on Hi Tech, I'm done with the ratio Hearin' the gang on the radio I got her runnin' fellatio I got some niggas that's trained to blow Hammer around so it's safe to go Blowin' a cheque and I make some more Blowin' a cheque and I make some more Traphouse prayin' I make it home Talkin' in code, jakes tappin' the phone Count dirty money, can't clean it with soap Come through we makin' a scene for sure Lil' bro aim for his top, let it go Me and Hou trap by the eskimos Bricks in the igloo, it's not for the low Dropped in the one got a two on the stove Got it all off, two birds in one stone Drinkin' on lean, sippin' Ratio I'm up on the road, I'm making a jug I pray that I make it home My bro on the phone, he just heard my verse He said that it gave him hope He said just keep going You know that we got it Yeah, we gotta make it, bro My niggas they juugin' even in the summer You know that we make it snow My momma, she buggin' She say that I'm thuggin' She say I need to change my goals She say I need to change my ways Forever stay stuck on that gang shit These niggas, they know what we bangin' Got a glizzy, the clip, it be hangin' These niggas, they don't want no static Pull up and the scene, get dramatic My niggas, we pullin' these tactics Don't f*ck with ho's that be ratchet My niggas, we makin' a move My niggas, we makin' it happen You niggas ain't 'bout it, you actin' Hop out in the cut and start spazzin'
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