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Why do people always wanna about Richter?
What I do at home, how much I smoke
If I really got as many bongs as I
If my about drinkin' just a game, well, listen up

Drinkin' Vodka, Label, Smirnoff on the rocks
Wishin' I had my but I left it a Paks
rips got me trippin', shit, I almost got lost
Walkin up to my own comin' from the garage

But the night ain't yet I got places to go
Hit the bar to get faded but I needed some
I told him make sure it's mean but he brought my bag of green
It was the B.C. so I only got phaze know I mean

If you dont that's new a phazers an eighth
I dont get more than an eighth if there aint out on the plate
New saying it's not crip doesnt mean that it kind
It just means the herb you got close to half as good as mine

right the truth hurts but not as bad as the dirt
Comin' up through your throat when you and that's my word
that shit burns I dont even like to think, about the Kottonmouth
Youd suffer if you didnt have a

these are the types of things I do
And these are the of tales I tell
ask me if I smoke I say I do
And the smoke I exhale got chronic smell

Wake up when I want 'cause that's the I lead
Out night takin' trips every week
Hangin' out with my just livin' the life
Only smokin' outta glass while you metal pipes

flights, passport gettin' filled
You know the be tight if KMKs on the bill
Punk, rock, hip hop, pits never to stop
When the crowds gettin' it's their heads that bob

I got a job but I ain't it work
Gettin' paid to herb ain't work it's absurd
Kottonmouth Kings taken over millennium
Suburban family I know you will be feelin' 'em

out your stereo or seein' us on stage
Leavin' thousands astonished, leavin' in a daze
People shocked and amazed the weak seem to faint
When they one hit off of Johnny Richters dank

'Cause I keep goin', continuously
Like the wrappers on my condoms people say I am golden
I've been flowin' my hydro when I wow those near and far
I'd have 10 pounds of chronic then a fancy fuckin' car

these are the types of things I do
And these are the types of tales I
ask me if I smoke I say I do
And the smoke I exhale got that smell

'Cause are the types of things I do
And these are the types of tales I
People ask me if I I say I do
And the smoke I exhale got that chronic

Stumble in the front throw my jacket on the ground
Looked left, right, shit, I looked all around
The house was all quiet hear a single sound
Grabbed a bottle of and proceeded to pound

About a quarter way through 'bout
Headed to Del Taco 'cause I need to get some
If not I'm gonna puke and I want that
Shouldnt of drank 20 beers, shouldnt smoked 10 bats

Couldnt relax, that is my of course
was comin' up fast and it was chargin' with force
Flew past my vocal cords approaching my teeth
Throwin' up every red, yellow, orange, green

There it was for me to see in front of my eyes
A burrito two tacos and my chill cheese
Now theres a to learn if you listen right here
Beer, liquor, sicker, liquor, beer, you in the clear

'Cause these are the types of I do
And these are the of tales I tell
ask me if I smoke I say I do
And the smoke I exhale got chronic smell

Don't worry it
Johnny Richter out the fucking planet all day long
Don't I was a underage alcoholic before you were tasting a bong
Been smoking for a decade, got ten under my belt
And I even 24
Don't worry it

to your ear
Devastating to ear
to your ear