[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Can't smoke weed to it I don't wanna listen to it
[Hook: Travi$ Scott] At my bake sale yeah We gettin' ready to bake, hell yeah Puffin' on this drank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah Oh shit, all day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I've been on the phone, hell yeah Gettin' calls from Rome, hell yeah Someone started up a bake sale, yeah They know I got all the cake, hell yeah
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Cookies and OG Come to my crib, we blow by the Os Kush, you already know It ain't in a joint, we don't even smoke it I keep a bitch gettin' stoned We wakin' and bakin', puffin' a J She told 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 and now we back to real life It's incredible I got flowers, wax, inhalers, edibles All shit you never saw And it's all at my bake sell Roll another one, homie think well I stay with the plane, I'm slangin' them thangs, you 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
[Hook: Travi$ Scott] At my bake sale yeah We gettin' ready to bake, hell yeah Puffin', on this drank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah Oh shit, all day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I've been on the phone, hell yeah Gettin' calls from Rome, hell yeah Someone started up a bake sale yeah They know I got all the cake, hell yeah