Kunci: D# minor•
Verse 1
Abm
Bb
Abm
Bb
Abm
Mistercap
You ready again bro?
Bb
Abm
Yeah!
Bb
Abm
Bb
TGOD Mafia
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Bb
Straight out of Pittsburgh, mane
Abm
Can't smoke weed to it
Bb
Don't doubt this nigga
Abm
I don't wanna listen to it
He the truth, nigga
Bb
Verse 2
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Eb
Bb
At my bake sale
Abm
yeah
Ebm
Eb
Bb
We can't wait to bake,
Eb
Bb
Abm
hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Laughin' off this drank,
Eb
Abm
Ebm
hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Ebm
Lovin hav ing sex, hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Abm
All day, hell yeah
Eb
We've been countin' cake,
Bb
Abm
hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Puffin' on this dank,
Eb
Bb
We can't wait to bake,
Eb
Bb
I've been on the phone, hell
Verse 3
Eb
yeah
Bb
Eb
Gettin' calls from home, hell yeah
Bb
So I started up a bake sale, yeah
Eb
They know I got all the cake,
Bb
hell yeah
Eb
Bb
B
Cookies and OG Come to my crib,
Verse 4
we blow by the Os
Ebm
Kush, you already know
Eb
Ebm
It ain't in a joint,
Bb
we don't even smoke it
Eb
I keep a bitch gettin' stoned
We wakin' and bakin',
She told me that I'm her
How much do we blaze? A
Ebm
Eb
Say they got the good but
Bb
what the pack smell like?
Eb
Feel like it's a dream but
Bb
Eb
Ebm
now we back to real life
Bb
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
I got flowers, wax, inhalers, edibles
Bb
Cb
All shit you never saw
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B
And it's all at my bake sale
I'm slangin' them thangs,
Cb
you know we ain't new to this
Bb
Let's turn on the stove and call up
some hoes
Ebm
Eb
Let's roll up and do this shit
Verse 5
Eb
We can't wait to bake,
Bb
Eb
hell yeah
Bb
Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Abm
Eb
Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah
Bb
Abm
All day, hell yeah
Eb
We've been countin' cake,
Bb
Abm
hell yeah
Eb
Bb
Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah
Abm
Eb
Bb
We can't wait to bake,
Ebm
Eb
hell yeah
Ebm
Eb
Bb
I just rolled a pound at my bake
Verse 6
Ebm
Abm
sale
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Eb
Bb
Eb
Bitches goin' down at my bake sale
Ebm
Bb
Eb
I just keep it real, I don't fake well
Ebm
Bb
Eb
Bb
Eb
Niggas say they on, well I can't tell
Bb
Cb
I just fucked three hoes,
Abm
I don't know their name
Ebm
Bb
Pussy come and pussy go,
it's all the same
Ebm
I'm rollin' up the weed
Bb
while I count the cake
Ebm
Eb
Bb
Naked bitches in the kit chen,
Bb
What you think? I'm on this dank,
I'm off that drank
Cb
Bb
I often blaze an ounce a day
Cb
You at my crib, it's no mistake
Bb
Rollin' pa pers, rollin' trays,
shattered pieces
Cb
Bb
Glasses, lighters, torches, fuck it,
anything that matters
Ebm
Eb
You can get it all right here at my
Verse 7
Eb
Bb
We can't wait to bake,
Eb
hell yeah
Bb
Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah
Bb
B
Abm
Bb
Abm
hell yeah
Bb
Eb
Abm
All day, hell yeah
Bb
We've been countin' cake,
Eb
Abm
hell yeah
Bb
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah
Verse 8
Bb
Abm
Got a J, make a plane, now we goin' up
Abm
we ain't roll enough
Bb
Get a pound, break it down,
Abm
get them cones though
Bb
It's goin' down, goin' down
Bb
B
Get a J, make a plane, now we goin' up
Bb
B
All day, every day, we ain't smoke enough
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B
I'm on the K, K, stoned as fuck
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