Wake & Bake
Yo bros you awake
Damn wake up
Shit bout to be like how high
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Wake up in the morning feeling so fine
Got my bro by my side its wake and bake time
Rolling up that sticky green aroma feel the air
We're bout to start the day without a single care
The sun is shining birds singing too
We gonna light it up just me and you
In this hazy haze we'll find our way
Waking and baking is the perfect way to start my day
Sitting on the porch watching the world go by
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Uhhh
Wake and bake then we on
Brainstorm like thunderstorm
Intergalactic how the bars transform
Shooting my shot at your bitch
Know that I aim with perfect form
And your bitch wanna roll with the bros
But she don't know where we going
I'm waking I'm baking you niggas be faking
Trying to make these hits
Focused on getting rich
Go on pass me the oop
Ima slam that shit
Bro pass me the rock
Ima blam that bitch
I done hit fifth gear
And the cam done shift
Light up the blizzy the bitch gets shifty
This fronto to loud
Little bitch you can't hear me
Weed is too loud
Damn wake up
Shit bout to be like how high
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Wake up in the morning feeling so fine
Got my bro by my side its wake and bake time
Rolling up that sticky green aroma feel the air
We're bout to start the day without a single care
The sun is shining birds singing too
We gonna light it up just me and you
In this hazy haze we'll find our way
Waking and baking is the perfect way to start my day
Sitting on the porch watching the world go by
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Waking and baking with my bros feeling so high
Passing the joint reaching for the sky
We're vibing as the smoke fills this room
In this wake and bake session we're in our own groove
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
I'm waking I'm baking
Uhhh
Wake and bake then we on
Brainstorm like thunderstorm
Intergalactic how the bars transform
Shooting my shot at your bitch
Know that I aim with perfect form
And your bitch wanna roll with the bros
But she don't know where we going
I'm waking I'm baking you niggas be faking
Trying to make these hits
Focused on getting rich
Go on pass me the oop
Ima slam that shit
Bro pass me the rock
Ima blam that bitch
I done hit fifth gear
And the cam done shift
Light up the blizzy the bitch gets shifty
This fronto to loud
Little bitch you can't hear me
Weed is too loud
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Williams, Jacob Quackenbush
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