No Parachute
Shorty hit my line like
"When you comin over?"
Hit you when the times right
Call you when it's over
Never call me Wi$e
Always rub my shoulders
Like the way she ride
She my lil soldier
Shorty hit my phone
Told me
I'm a fuckin legend
Married to the game
All black to the wedding
Fresher than the reverend
To the game
I paid dues
Know they feel my tunes
Like it was the House of Blues
This is my life
This is not a cartoon
I just roll the dice
Then I aim up at the moon
GTAY
That was last June
Yea they call me wi$e
I can make her monsoon
Candle light wine
As the smoke fills room
I can touch yo soul
I can feel you coming soon
Neck full of gold
And a couple tattoos
Yea I move like Hov
You could be my Yoncé
I just need a girl
Don't want no fiancé
Baby hold me close
Love me like I'm Kanye
Twisted off that Bombay
Dancing like its broadway
Shorty be my snack
Fuck it, she my entree
Shorty hit my line like
"When you comin over?"
Hit you when the times right
Call you when it's over
Never call me Wi$e
Always rub my shoulders
Like the way she ride
She my lil soldier
Grippin on her thighs
Girl I am obliged
Looking in yo eyes
I can tell you want some wi$e
Black Bruce wayne
Put that signal in the sky
Girl I do my thang
You can testify
Shorty hit my line like
I'll hit you when the times right
She my lil soldier
"When you comin over?"
Hit you when the times right
Call you when it's over
Never call me Wi$e
Always rub my shoulders
Like the way she ride
She my lil soldier
Shorty hit my phone
Told me
I'm a fuckin legend
Married to the game
All black to the wedding
Fresher than the reverend
To the game
I paid dues
Know they feel my tunes
Like it was the House of Blues
This is my life
This is not a cartoon
I just roll the dice
Then I aim up at the moon
GTAY
That was last June
Yea they call me wi$e
I can make her monsoon
Candle light wine
As the smoke fills room
I can touch yo soul
I can feel you coming soon
Neck full of gold
And a couple tattoos
Yea I move like Hov
You could be my Yoncé
I just need a girl
Don't want no fiancé
Baby hold me close
Love me like I'm Kanye
Twisted off that Bombay
Dancing like its broadway
Shorty be my snack
Fuck it, she my entree
Shorty hit my line like
"When you comin over?"
Hit you when the times right
Call you when it's over
Never call me Wi$e
Always rub my shoulders
Like the way she ride
She my lil soldier
Grippin on her thighs
Girl I am obliged
Looking in yo eyes
I can tell you want some wi$e
Black Bruce wayne
Put that signal in the sky
Girl I do my thang
You can testify
Shorty hit my line like
I'll hit you when the times right
She my lil soldier
Credits
Writer(s): Wi$e
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