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

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

But the ain't over yet I got places to go
Hit the bar to get faded but I needed more
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 what I

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

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

'Cause these are the 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 that smell

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

International flights, passport filled
You know the showll be tight if KMKs on the
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' to smoke herb ain't work it's absurd
Kings taken over this millennium
Suburban Noize family I know you will be 'em

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

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

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

'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

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

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

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

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

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

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

to your ear
Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear