Lyrics Toke Up - Gift Giver

Toke Up

Wake up, Toke up
Rise and grind motherfucker get up
Shit heads, Shitlife
It’s our style living the high life
Shout out to all the real fans
We’re down with you if you’re down with us
Daddy Issues, Shitlife, White Devil
All of our fans always been on another fucking level
We see you out there rocking our shirts
When haters see you repping us
You can tell it fucking hurts
Gotta love the fans coming out with the tree
Smoke and drink us out, raging in your city
We’re in town for the night, so get down with me
What you gon' do, when your boys roll through?
Bring the blunts and the brew, come and rage with the crew
Wake up, Toke up
Rise and grind motherfucker get up
Shit heads, Shitlife
It’s our style living the high life
Shout out to all the real fans
We’re down with you if you’re down with us
I remember starting Gift Giver at the frat
In the studio with Ram recording tracks
Smoking, chugging, bonging 'til everything went black
Pulling all nighters, slamming dirty 30 racks
Take me back
Coast to coast shows I make friends everywhere I go
Rock the mic from Buffalo to Sacramento
Some of you motherfuckers think I’m mental
Passing blunts out to the crowd like I should
Because I’m the White Devil
I remember auditioning for Victory with
The OG’s Ram, Pablo, and Hakeem
A year later we signed with Century
No more goals to achieve, already killed all my dreams
What you gon' do, when your boys roll through?
Bring the blunts and the brew, come and rage with the crew