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

Drinkin' Vodka, Blue Label, on the rocks
Wishin' I had my sack but I left it a
Vape rips got me trippin', shit, I almost got
Walkin up to my own crib comin' from the

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got a job but I callin' it work
Gettin' paid to smoke herb ain't work absurd
Kings taken over this millennium
Suburban Noize family I you will be feelin' 'em

Comin' out your stereo or seein' us on
Leavin' thousands astonished, ladies in a daze
People shocked and amazed the hearted seem to faint
When they take one hit off of Johnny dank

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

'Cause these are the 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

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

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

About a quarter way 'bout 11:32
to Del Taco 'cause I need to get some food
If not I'm gonna puke and I don't that
Shouldnt of 20 beers, shouldnt have smoked 10 bats

Couldnt relax, is my stomach of course
Shit was comin' up fast and it was chargin' with
Flew my vocal cords quickly approaching my teeth
up every color red, yellow, orange, green

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

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

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

to your ear
Devastating to ear
to your ear