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why g - pouring up ratio lyrics

[chorus: whyg]
pour, pour, pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mill if you want the label
pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mil if you want the label

[verse 1: pressa]
flip a nigga like a pancake
foreign drivin’, like a rally
my bitch, she a shawty
with her dough and talent, tallyin’
still add to the tally
four hoes [?]
style down like jose
[?]
still trap out the way
shows up now, you know they overpay
still trap, twenty+eight
bad lil’ fire, a little thirty+eight
still gettin’ my way
trap house, boom, you need another way
business structure, incorporate
kick in the door, pull out the safe
ooh+ah, sweep to the side, ooh+ah
tippity+top, ooh+ah
plug in your [?]
hunnid racks, true love
plenty of room [?]
four and a half, suit up
so many two+two tucked
[chorus: whyg]
pour, pour, pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mill if you want the label
pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mil if you want the label

[verse 2: whyg]
cool as big glock
flip lil’ nigga like a flip+flop
that bitch so cold, she give me a sick top
been trappin’ since i’m minor
half+shot, died, i’ll turn you half+visor
hide off, i ain’t ghost rider
spark a nigga more than a [?]
press on her breasts like a typewriter
i got that a like a spider
i can drift without bein’ a driver
baby girl white like a diver
only want more, want saliva
hundred on drum, no survivors
kick off like a glider
i got a bomb with a timer
i sell moncler in the winter
i beat the case, i’m the winner
she wanna eat me for dinner
my wrist spinnin’ like spinners
i’m a big dog like i’m clifford
fifty clips, shoot like the clippers
i got a pole, not a stripper
try set me up, i’m a flipper
no lackin’ like lil’ mister
[chorus: whyg]
pour, pour, pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mill if you want the label
pourin’ up ratio
bad bitch, give me a facial
her forehead on my navel
bullets pierce skin like staples
hitters and trappers at the table
so tell me what you bringin’ to the table
have me on the noose, have me on cable
hundred mil if you want the label

- why g lyrics

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