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