Mr. Cap, you ready again, bro? Yeah T-God Moppy Straight outta Pittsburgh, man Can't smoke weed to it Don't doubt this n***a He the truth, n***a Yeah At my bank sale, yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Laughin' off this drink, hell yeah Love her, havin' sex, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We been countin' cake, hell yeah Buffin' on this date, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I've been on the phone, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gettin' calls from home, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah So I started up a bake sale, yeah, yeah, yeah They know I got all the cake, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cookies and OG, come to my crib We broke by the O, it's cuz you already know It ain't in the joint, we don't even smoke And I keep a bitch gettin' stoned We wakin' and bakin', puffin' the J She tell me that I'm her new favorite How much do we blaze? A hundred a day Say they got the good, but what the pack smell like? Feel like it's a dream, but now we back to real life It's incredible I got flyers, wax, inhalers, edibles All shit you never saw And it's all at my bake sale Roll another one, help me think well I stay with the plane, I'm slayin' them thangs Y'all know we ain't new to this Let's turn on the stove and call up some hoes Let's roll up and do this shit At my bake sale, yeah, yeah, yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Laughin' off this joint, hell yeah Love for heaven's sakes, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We be countin' cake, hell yeah Buffin' on this date, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I just rolled a pound at my bake sale Bitches goin' down at my bake sale I just keep it real, I don't fake well Niggas say they own, well, I can't tell I just fuck three hoes, I don't know they name Pussy come and pussy go, it's all the same Rollin' up the weed while I count the cake Makin' bitches in the kitchen, shakin' bake What you think? I'm off this dink, I'm off this drink I often blaze an ounce a day, you at my crib, it's no mistake Rollin' papers, rollin' trays Shattered pieces, glasses, lighters, torches Fuckin' anything that matters, you can get it all right here At my bake sale, yeah, yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Buffin' off this drink, hell yeah Lovin' every sex, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We be countin' cake, hell yeah Buffin' on this date, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Rollin' up, got a J, make a play, now we goin' up All day, every day, we ain't rollin' up Get a pound, break it down, get them cones, no It's goin' down, it's goin' down, now we rollin' up Got a J, make a play, and we goin' up All day, every day, we ain't smokin' up Oh, I'm on that KK, stone us, fuck At my bake sale, yeah