Parachutes by Cee One Lyrics
Riding round in a drop top Chevy
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes
Pull out the garage, ridin clean, wit a super flow
Chauffeur driven, lookin like I’m in a Uber tho
Wore this for a day, so a nigga need some newer clothes
I ain't got no type, comin outta Tupelo
Wrist look like its two below
Life look like the Truman Show
Cameras errywhere, hoes tryna get super soaked
When I draw two, you know Uno is my numero
Ain’t too many in my class, cuz my flow is stupid cold
I ain’t never had much, but I’m gettin used to more
Bottle girls wit sparklers, every week a newer goal
I just drop a couple lines, niggas be like you can flow
Everyday we lit, I ain't even Lucci tho
Miss me wit the bull shit, move just like a luchador
Shanny was the culprit, replaying the Super Bowl
My Birds goin back, I’m a say I knew it tho
Jumpin out the plane, like a muhfuckin trooper
Riding round in a drop top Chevy
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes
In the streets of Zamunda, kickin up dust like a Roomba
Livin this Laissez-faire life, hoes sweating him like Zumba
Movin swift in the bimmer, niggas sleepin they dreamers
Copped the crib in Henry County, take my drawers to the cleaners
Ain't gotta exaggerate, did it solo, I had to wait
Got it myself ain't had to hate, now I'm eating these massive plates
You don't eat till massa ate, you don't masticate, he don't pass the plate
You ain't near the grill, can't smell a meal, can't see the dish, it don't pass your face
Verse cost a couple racks to place, every bar is a classic case
Of the wrath, it's a path to a drastic space
So I say, that I aggravate, the masses have it, where I have to spray
The Mack at average rappers, I clap away the aftermath, but ain't have no Dre
Riding round in a drop top Chevy
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes
Pull out the garage, ridin clean, wit a super flow
Chauffeur driven, lookin like I’m in a Uber tho
Wore this for a day, so a nigga need some newer clothes
I ain't got no type, comin outta Tupelo
Wrist look like its two below
Life look like the Truman Show
Cameras errywhere, hoes tryna get super soaked
When I draw two, you know Uno is my numero
Ain’t too many in my class, cuz my flow is stupid cold
I ain’t never had much, but I’m gettin used to more
Bottle girls wit sparklers, every week a newer goal
I just drop a couple lines, niggas be like you can flow
Everyday we lit, I ain't even Lucci tho
Miss me wit the bull shit, move just like a luchador
Shanny was the culprit, replaying the Super Bowl
My Birds goin back, I’m a say I knew it tho
Jumpin out the plane, like a muhfuckin trooper
Riding round in a drop top Chevy
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes
In the streets of Zamunda, kickin up dust like a Roomba
Livin this Laissez-faire life, hoes sweating him like Zumba
Movin swift in the bimmer, niggas sleepin they dreamers
Copped the crib in Henry County, take my drawers to the cleaners
Ain't gotta exaggerate, did it solo, I had to wait
Got it myself ain't had to hate, now I'm eating these massive plates
You don't eat till massa ate, you don't masticate, he don't pass the plate
You ain't near the grill, can't smell a meal, can't see the dish, it don't pass your face
Verse cost a couple racks to place, every bar is a classic case
Of the wrath, it's a path to a drastic space
So I say, that I aggravate, the masses have it, where I have to spray
The Mack at average rappers, I clap away the aftermath, but ain't have no Dre
Riding round in a drop top Chevy
Ten toes down, now my chain so heavy
Been patient, but it's time to get it
The wait is over, now I'm loaded and ready
Parachutes, Parachutes
I’m so fly, I’m a need a parachute
Parachutes, Parachutes
She see the money so she want a pair of shoes