Capo 6
Hook: Ytiet
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa
And I'm smokin' all [G]day, ain't no weed left in my tray
I know [G]that my eyes glazed, I grow so I don't pay
[Em]Pick up the pace, up the smoke to the face
And you [Em]know it's the bomb, you can tell by the taste
[C]I hold them records, my niggas keep blowin' that
[C]smoke in my section your parents might hope you don't
[D]go this direction, Got hella connections
[D]Been a professional, roll up and then I smoke
Hook: Ytiet
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa
She wanna [G]smoke with a real
king, she don't know how to blow [G]rings
These joints ain't petite, a pound in the week
[Em]Please don't get no ash on my seat
[Em]This strong not weak, the
Cookies store where's your receipt?
[C]I'm hungry, think I need to eat
[C]We ride down the street, the smell is unique
[D]This kush got me geek, let's go hit the beach
[D]And call up some freaks, they
comin' through, we gon' smoke
Hook: Ytiet
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bridge: Wiz Khalifa
Break out the [G]bag, I'ma give you some love
Roll up a [G]joint, I'ma give you some love
Come to my [Em]crib, I'ma give you some love
Jump to my [Em]car, I'ma give you some love
Come to the [C]studio, give you some love
Come to your [C]spot, I give you some love
Come [D]backstage, I give you some love
You ever see [D]me, I give you some love
We rollin' up...
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa
And I'm smokin' all [G]day, ain't no weed left in my tray
I know [G]that my eyes glazed, I grow so I don't pay
[Em]Pick up the pace, up the smoke to the face
And you [Em]know it's the bomb, you can tell by the taste
[C]I hold them records, my niggas keep blowin' that
[C]smoke in my section your parents might hope you don't
[D]go this direction, Got hella connections
[D]Been a professional, roll up and then I smoke
Hook: Ytiet
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa
She wanna [G]smoke with a real
king, she don't know how to blow [G]rings
These joints ain't petite, a pound in the week
[Em]Please don't get no ash on my seat
[Em]This strong not weak, the
Cookies store where's your receipt?
[C]I'm hungry, think I need to eat
[C]We ride down the street, the smell is unique
[D]This kush got me geek, let's go hit the beach
[D]And call up some freaks, they
comin' through, we gon' smoke
Hook: Ytiet
[G]Forty-one, forty-two
[G]Forty-three, forty-four
[Em]Forty-five
[Em]Forty-six, [C]forty-seven
Forty-eight, [C]forty-nine
[D]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bridge: Wiz Khalifa
Break out the [G]bag, I'ma give you some love
Roll up a [G]joint, I'ma give you some love
Come to my [Em]crib, I'ma give you some love
Jump to my [Em]car, I'ma give you some love
Come to the [C]studio, give you some love
Come to your [C]spot, I give you some love
Come [D]backstage, I give you some love
You ever see [D]me, I give you some love
We rollin' up...
