Ratio Houdini (Ft. Burna Bandz & TallupTwinz)

[Intro: Houdini]
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

[Chorus: Houdini & Burna Bandz]
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

[Verse 1: Houdini]
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