steelo steezy - parachute lyrics
[intro: lil keed]
yeah, oh yeah
st–zy, what the f-ck poppin’, brother?
slime brother, you know what i’m sayin’
slatt
[chorus: lil keed]
i bust this sh-t down the middle
skinny pants on me, i drip like golfers
i get in the booth with these riddles
she do what i say, she doin’ what i told her
we carry these sticks, not no pistols
whole lot of baby bottles, no toddler
i f-ck from the back, yeah, i dribble
declining all calls, i had to dodge her
i’m pullin’ up right on her sister
ho was too sweet, just like some cobbler
i’m showin’ these boys how to do it
drippin’ sh-t, should’ve been they father
[verse 1: steelo st–zy]
loaded cartridge, it came with the stick
this a thirty glock and it came with a d-ck
snakes comin’ out the pit
sippin’ codeine, baby, i’m not even sick
still get high as h-ll on the plane though
i don’t take adderall
sippin’ this syrup, i’m trippin’
i know he a b-tch, i’ll whip him
i know they gon’ cry when i flip ’em
i been runnin’ with gunna, get put in a tunnel
i get higher with duke, gotta keep my tool
make a b-tch bend down and tie my shoes
can’t be playin’ with slime, get shot on a dime
d-mn, i remember we fleed, it was just me and keed
i was f-ckin’ a b-tch on the perc and she peed
i just shot a n-gg- and i was watchin’ him bleed, woo
[chorus: lil keed]
i bust this sh-t down the middle
skinny pants on me, i drip like golfers
i get in the booth with these riddles
she do what i say, she doin’ what i told her
we carry these sticks, not no pistols
whole lot of baby bottles, no toddler
i f-ck from the back, yeah, i dribble
declining all calls, i had to dodge her
i’m pullin’ up right on her sister
ho was too sweet, just like some cobbler
i’m showin’ these boys how to do it
drippin’ sh-t, should’ve been they father
[verse 2: lil keed]
maison margiela when i’m steppin’ on the scene
rubber bands, blue hundreds bustin’ out the seams
h-llcat runnin’, yeah, tearin’ up the street
throw a whole lot of ones, they gon’ rake it like leaves
whole lot of bloods, them a lot of big b’s
real big dawg, a lot of og’s
bad white ho, yeah, she on sneeze
please, baby, just please me, woo
amg drop top, woo
baby, lose your crop top, woo
balenciaga flip-flops, woo
one call, get ’em all shot, woo
yeah, yeah, hope these boys dig what i’m sayin’
bust down cartier bands, yeah
bust down toes and the hands, yeah
[chorus: lil keed]
i bust this sh-t down the middle
skinny pants on me, i drip like golfers
i get in the booth with these riddles
she do what i say, she doin’ what i told her
we carry these sticks, not no pistols
whole lot of baby bottles, no toddler
i f-ck from the back, yeah, i dribble
declining all calls, i had to dodge her
i’m pullin’ up right on her sister
ho was too sweet, just like some cobbler
i’m showin’ these boys how to do it
drippin’ sh-t, should’ve been they father
[outro: steelo st–zy]
oh yeah, oh yeah
oh yeah, oh yeah
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