Wake and I bake, I'm getting the bag
Yeah I be balling like I'm on the Mavs
All of my bitches be looking so bad
New bitch, lil bitch calling me Dad
Yo bitch she coming she run in my pad
We be so glad, no one be sad
Everyone piped, we lit for the night
Wake and I bake, bitch, ight
Wake and I bake, I'm getting the bag
Yeah I be balling like I'm on the Mavs
All of my bitches be looking so bad
New bitch, lil bitch calling me Dad
Yo bitch she coming she run in my pad
We be so glad, no one be sad
Everyone piped, we lit for the night
Wake and I bake, ight
Ay, I pulled up pulled up pulled up pulled up with the right stroke
They don't even know me tell me that I'm nice though
It's the light show tonight yo
We going to them heights bro
Light the joint fat, shit that's bright bro
That's tight bro
The whole gang, do our thang
Yeah I'm hella groovy mane
Life be like a movie mane
I'm always smoking mary jane
Shit insane, f*ck the plain
Shawty blow me, give me brain
Rickdarula on my game
I keep one hunnid with my gang
Nobody know it but for real though I'm a poet
I know I'm potent I could say it, I could show it
And you know this shit be growing ain't no way for you to slow it
You know it
You know it aye
Wake and I bake, I'm getting the bag
Yeah I be balling like I'm on the Mavs
All of my bitches be looking so bad
New bitch, lil bitch calling me Dad
Yo bitch she coming she run in my pad
We be so glad, no one be sad
Everyone piped, we lit for the night
Wake and I bake, bitch, ight