Wake and Bake (feat. Krizz Kaliko, ¡MAYDAY!)

Uh-huh, okay, murder!
 Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
 Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
 Make a quick by most and now I'm feeling kinda groovy
 Got to find that chick that got the biggest booty
 But she got to have the facial features of Caruchi
 Easy sex, she got the diamonds in the coochie
 Get me girls to gift to guys to grip and give them Gucci
 Living lavish, looking loving lot of Luchi
 Got to give a shout out to my other mother Ruby
 That's because she's always been an angel to me
 Plus I wanna give one to my O.G. brother Scoobie
 Packed the bus that would make a sucky nigga woozy
 Loving leaf and liquor ever since I was a juvie
 Now I need another, no, I'm not a newbie
 Smoking reefer with the darker nigga from the Luniz
 Piece of hotter head is stuck off in her booties
 Got them vape toys
 That creates joy
 Such a great choice
 Wake and bake, boy
 (Wake and bake!)
 When I get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Puffiing on the loud, we gon' make the clouds, nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Gotta get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Oh no, no, no, no, KC! I got the "oh" weed, ah!
 Open up my eyes and need some roaches for my breakfast
 Don't know where I am cause lately I been living reckless
 Dig 'em out the ashtray, smoke it 'till I'm breathless
 Soaking up the eyes and tryna focus on my next shit
 Toking on that lion 'till I'm spotting the dimensions
 Fuck a GPS, ride two too high, they get resumption
 I been on a mission, just to get us all that necklace
 Hitting every city with the motherfucking vengeance
 Maybe it's an access, maybe it's expected
 Maybe you can blame it on my material possessions
 When I'm getting high it's when I tell you my direction
 But if it's up to me I'd rather lie and give y'all guessing
 Every single morning I'm just smoking on my blessings
 Mix a little coffee with my cannabis and exit
 I know it's infectious, a spiritual connection
 I get when I wake up and turn into the smoking session
 Got them vape toys
 That creates joy
 Such a great choice
 Wake and bake, boy
 (Wake and bake!)
 When I get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Puffing on the loud, we gon' make the clouds, nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 When I get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Oh no, no, no, don't see! I got the "oh" weed!
 Waking up, I'm baking blunts, I'm going, somebody stop me
 I fly my definitions higher than Hitachi
 Last night I was drinking, got my thinking kinda choppy
 My girl came over knocking, calling out for papi
 Fly as Nicaragua and dressed in Louie and Versace
 I bent her over and I fried her like hibachi
 Feeling high and cocky, balling out like Bachi
 She brought a friend who had a tight end, Jeremy Shockey
 Matter fact, the volcano was loaded up and locky
 Vaporized the weed and dropping treats like we were Rocky
 All the brothers bringing over trees was kinda sloppy
 But ¡MAYDAY!' packing pens, got your friends acting like zombies
 Naga told me Nazis, die and hard to proxy
 But fuck a middleman, you know that Joanie only Chachi's
 Rappers's butts are pressing us to snooze, bitch, watch me
 Wake and bake and take to the face like paparazzi
 Got them vape toys
 That creates joy
 Such a great choice
 Wake and bake, boy
 (Wake and bake!)
 When I get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Puffing on the loud, we gon' make the clouds, nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 I said I gotta get up, I gotta keep the lit up, my nigga!
 (Wake and bake!)
 Oh no, no, no, no, don't see! I got the "oh" weed, my nigga!