Parachute

Got me sick to the bone, no cancer
Got me thinking that these nigga can't match up
Got me working like the man
Got me smirking like a kid with a can of some goody-goodies
What happened when I met you were goody goody
Now it seem like you get tryna suspended from the ceiling
Like you tryna get dismembered
Jeffrey Dama, If you need me to be then yes certainly
I see them old Nigga's tryna make a comeback
But they come flat, point em to the garage
Get that booty off the throne and let me massage
Good with my hands, I roll the doobie, you do the sparking
Baby you sparkling
And of course I'm all in
And I ain't even tripping at this point, I'm falling
Pick me up
Lift me up
Smoke me up
Give me love love love

I'm all in
I'm all in
Gotta a full house baby, said I'm all in
You ain't even gotta ask me
Lunch bar, obvious

I'm falling
I'm falling
I got a table for two
And you got my parachute
You gon have to pull thru

Right now, right now
Oh, need a bag right now
Need to see you in Dior somehow
Need to take you the coast one time
One time, is not enough
Shorty back it up, tell a hater back the fuck up
Always ready to die
And anybody tryna come between me and mines
Better have a plan tight, like my grip on your waist
Tight on the mic like a nominated candidate
2020 Is my year baby let set it straight
I don't wanna make friends, I wanna make Bands
Gonna make these bangers til I'm walking to the bank
Hopefully, you still rocking with me like a band
Show you Nirvana
Linkin up at the park
Rolling Stoned til way after dark

I'm all in
I'm all in
Gotta a full house baby, said I'm all in
You ain't even gotta ask me
Lunch bar, obvious

I'm falling
I'm falling
I got a table for two
And you got my parachute
You gon have to pull thru



Credits
Writer(s): Mj Mahase
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