Intro: Quavo]
DmF
Yeah
DmF
Trap holla Zay
Dm
Migos
Chorus: Quavo]
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmFDmF
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
DmFDmF
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles
DmF
You wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
Verse 1: Quavo]
Dm
I got a (What you got Quay?)
Dm
Appointment set up with your bae
FDm
I got a bitch from the Bay
FDm
I got a truck out your bay
FDm
She telling me give her a taste
FDm
I put that dick on her face
FDm
I put that dick on her face
Yeah, like mace
FDm
Pull up and I set up shop
FDm
She drinking that shit by the shots
FDm
Stunt on the block, same spot
FDm
Pull up and cannot deny
FDm
Niggas out here straight pie
FDm
If you hanging with a group of guys
FDm
Better make sure they gon' ride
FDm
I pull up like ¿cómo estás?
FDm
None of your traps exist, nigga
FDm
Selling that snort to your bitch, nigga
FDm
That ain't making my dick bigger
FDm
Count it up and drop it on that fist, nigga
FDm
Look at your unc with that itch
FDm
Pop that, a nigga won't twitch
FDm
They gon' say "I ain't said that shit man"
Chorus: Quavo]
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmFDmF
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
DmFDmF
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles
DmF
You wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
DmF
30 rounds and the clip clear
DmF
Make you and the Draco french kiss
DmF
Can't stand a dirty ass kitchen
DmF
Broke up with my mistress
DmF
Took the fork and I bent it
DmF
Had a Panamera on
DmF
and she pretty
DmF
Still a heart away like penny
DmF
Skrrt, yeah, that is the sound
I'm scraping the bowl
DmF
Momma depend on me, I ain't got kids
I gotta make it back home
DmF
One phone call will get you killed
DmF
I ain't even gotta scroll
DmF
Had apartment with no furniture
DmF
But at least I had a stove
DmF
Turned to whitewater
DmF
'bout to get this splash on
DmF
Other day I walked into Gucci
DmF
Told them folks that I'm back home
DmF
Got the city on my backbone
DmF
Black on like sea bone
DmF
Money calling, check the ringtone
DmF
Phil Jackson with the rings on
Yeah
Chorus: Quavo]
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmFDmF
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
DmFDmF
Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles
DmF
You wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
DmF
Wake up and cook up
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.