Soulja Boy - Ratio lyrics
[Soulja Boy - Ratio lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Bout to slide out
Jump up in the coupe, drop the top back
Yeah, we 'bout to ride out
Is you slidin' or not, is you ridin' or not?
Got them chopsticks, on God
We 'bout to slide out
Is you slidin' or not, is you ridin' or not?
Got them chopsticks, on God
Keep that chopstick, my Glock
Keep that chopstick, my Glock
Yeah, we hang at your spot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Brand new kicks, yeah brand new whip, yeah
Brand new stick, yeah brand new brick, yeah
Brand new whip, yeah, yeah
Ice my wrist, yeah, yeah
Ice my wrist, yeah, yeah
Quarter brick, half a brick
Hop up out the coupe, double
Down, I got juice, yeah
Runnin' through them bands
All my Souljas salute (yo)
Big Draco, yeah
Big Draco runnin' through them packs, oh yeah
Ran up them stacks all day
I can't eat food like
Runnin' through the corner, countin' hoes
I got no luck! Fly 14
Some finessin' that I make give it to more
All you trappin', and those guns
You catch us leanin'
Came up from nothing, with a dream
About to run
These 12, dumb, these bitches want diamonds
She like Uber, goofy dawg
Go get up, beamin', fuck!
I shoot, I missed that boy, on my side, dumb
He say he gon' smoke
Got like fuck my Glock I really love to touch
Big Draco sing like Tory Lanez (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (damn)
Ran up Gucci, yeah, it's a movie, yeah
We slidin' round with Gucci, yeah
Just main that Uber, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Slidin' round wit' stick, yeah
Yeah, I shoot my stick, yeah
Doubled down, we click, yeah
Yeah, that boy pee, yeah
Yeah, yeah, flip that shotta now
VVS Patek, 'bout to pimp out my E, yeah
Jumpin' out the coupe, we outta here
Hit the scene, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, on the block we spin, yeah
Brick, yeah! Flippin' pool stick, yeah
Do drugs, my own drugs, double down
We stay in Christian, Louis Vuitton, wearin'
(ooh)
Concert, one M, Cartier, and this on film!
Rollin', top the cardigan
Don't talk lil man, like what you see?
We slidin' round the top wit' stick
(ooh, slide)
Slide around the gang, we get you lit
Double down, we strong-willed, hit a lick
Don't waste no, take these drugs
Oxycontin servin' pills
Came right up from the deal trappin' piss
Burned the deal!
Yeah, yeah
'Bout to slide out
Jump up in the coupe, drop the top back
Yeah, we 'bout to ride out
Is you slidin' or not, is you ridin' or not?
Got them chopsticks, on God
We 'bout to slide out
Is you slidin' or not, is you ridin' or not?
Got them chopsticks, on God
Keep that chopstick, my Glock
Keep that chopstick, my Glock
Yeah, we hang at your spot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Brand new kicks, yeah brand new whip, yeah
Brand new stick, yeah brand new brick, yeah
Brand new whip, yeah, yeah
Ice my wrist, yeah, yeah
Ice my wrist, yeah, yeah
Quarter brick, half a brick
Hop up out the coupe, double
Down, I got juice, yeah
Runnin' through them bands
All my Souljas salute (yo)
Big Draco, yeah
Big Draco runnin' through them packs, oh yeah
Ran up them stacks all day
I can't eat food like
Runnin' through the corner, countin' hoes
I got no luck! Fly 14
Some finessin' that I make give it to more
All you trappin', and those guns
You catch us leanin'
Came up from nothing, with a dream
About to run
These 12, dumb, these bitches want diamonds
She like Uber, goofy dawg
Go get up, beamin', fuck!
I shoot, I missed that boy, on my side, dumb
He say he gon' smoke
Got like fuck my Glock I really love to touch
Big Draco sing like Tory Lanez (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (damn)
Ran up Gucci, yeah, it's a movie, yeah
We slidin' round with Gucci, yeah
Just main that Uber, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Slidin' round wit' stick, yeah
Yeah, I shoot my stick, yeah
Doubled down, we click, yeah
Yeah, that boy pee, yeah
Yeah, yeah, flip that shotta now
VVS Patek, 'bout to pimp out my E, yeah
Jumpin' out the coupe, we outta here
Hit the scene, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, on the block we spin, yeah
Brick, yeah! Flippin' pool stick, yeah
Do drugs, my own drugs, double down
We stay in Christian, Louis Vuitton, wearin'
(ooh)
Concert, one M, Cartier, and this on film!
Rollin', top the cardigan
Don't talk lil man, like what you see?
We slidin' round the top wit' stick
(ooh, slide)
Slide around the gang, we get you lit
Double down, we strong-willed, hit a lick
Don't waste no, take these drugs
Oxycontin servin' pills
Came right up from the deal trappin' piss
Burned the deal!