Parachute

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Yeah, oh yeah
Steezy, what the fuck poppin', brother?
Slime brother, you know what I'm sayin'
Slatt

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I bust this shit 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 fuck 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' shit, should've been they father

[Verse 1: Steelo Steezy]
Loaded cartridge, it came with the stick
This a thirty Glock and it came with a dick
Snakes comin' out the pit
Sippin' codeine, baby, I'm not even sick
Still get high as hell on the plane though
I don't take Adderall
Sippin' this syrup, I'm trippin'
I know he a bitch, 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 bitch bend down and tie my shoes
Can't be playin' with slime, get shot on a dime
Damn, I remember we fleed, it was just me and Keed
I was fuckin' a bitch on the Perc and she peed
I just shot a nigga and I was watchin' him bleed, woo

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
I bust this shit 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 fuck 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' shit, 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
Hellcat 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 shit 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 fuck 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' shit, should've been they father

[Outro: Steelo Steezy]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah