Tom: A
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
[Verse 1]
Bm7 E9
Okie dokie, alkie, keep it low-key like Thor lil' bro
D/A Gm6/Bb
Or he'll go blow the loudy, saudy of sour Saudi
Bm7 E9
Wiley up off peyote, wilin' like that coyote
D/A Gm6/Bb
If I sip any Henny, my belly just might be outie
Bm7 E9
Pull up inside a huggy, Starsky & Hutch a dougie
D/A Gm6/Bb
I just opened up the pack, in an hour I'll ash my lucky
Bm7
Tonight she just yelling "Fuck me"
E9
Two weeks she'll be yelling "Fuck me"
D/A Gm6/Bb
Used to like orange cassette tapes with Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie
Bm7 E9
And Chuck E. Cheese's pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me
D/A Gm6/Bb
Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Bm7 E9
Oh, generation above me, I know you still remember me
D/A Gm6/Bb
My afro look just like daddy's, y'all taught me how to go hunting, blam
[Chorus 1]
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank (Innanet)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Innanet)
(Kisses, kisses)
[Verse 2]
Bm7 E9
I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale
D/A
Everywhere that I go, everywhere, they be asking how's it going
Gm6/Bb
Say the going's well, go figure, Victor's light skinned
Bm7 E9
Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the God
D/A Gm6/Bb
God knows he's a pro, he's a pro like COINTEL
Bm7
Check, checkmate, check me, take me to the bedroom
E9
Like she know me well, I mean normally
D/A Gm6/Bb
You see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer Phil
Bm7
But these kids these days, they get so high
E9
Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll, 'til they can't feel shit
D/A Gm6/Bb
Shit-faced, faced it, 15 hits on this L
Bm7
Elevated, train, and the craziest thing
E9
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated
D/A Gm6/Bb
Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it
Probably shoulda been dead or in jail
Bm7 E9
Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz
Asshole, absinthe, thumpin' that glass
D/A Gm6/Bb
Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong
Rip, brain-dead, take a tug and then pass
[Bridge]
Bm7 E9
I think we all addicted
D/A Gm6/Bb
Yeah, I think we all addicted
Bm7 E9
Really though, I think we all addicted (Yah)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I think we all addicted
[Chorus 2]
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I think we all addicted (Kisses, kisses)
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
[Verse 3]
Bm7
I could make a flow, pitter patter with a patter pitter, juicy
E9
Used to be in a jalabiya and a kufi
D/A
Trying hard not to be addicted to a groupie
Gm6/Bb
I ended up on an album cover in a Coogi
Bm7
You see, I be still a God but a goofy
E9
You be flowing about drugs and a Uzi
D/A Gm6/Bb
That's the dual principle, sometimes I'ma be about some hoes
Sometimes I'ma wanna make a movie
Bm7 E9
And when it come to rapping fast, I'm the Higgs Boson (Yeah)
And though my style freakish
D/A Gm6/Bb
I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Voltron
'Cause I'm addicted to the craft and I be off a OG
Bm7 E9
Know me, I'm the Obi-Wan Kenobi of the dope, see (What?)
D/A
Never scared of mean spirits, methamphetamine lyrics
Gm6/Bb
Cooler like I'm off of codeine, low key
Bm7
Don't be so judgmental, even though I'm reminiscing
E9
If I don't know what I miss is
I'ma end up figuring out that it's home
D/A Gm6/Bb
And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter kisses
Bm7
This is just a testament to the ones that raised me
E9
The ones that I praise and I'm thanking
I need 'em but the chronic all up in my clothes
D/A
And I wanna get a hug, and I can't 'cause I'm stanking
Gm6/Bb
Never too old for a spanking, IGH!
[Outro]
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my momma think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I think we all addicted (Kisses, kisses)
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
Bm7 E9
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
D/A Gm6/Bb
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
Bm7 E9
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
D/A Gm6/Bb
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
