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

Vodka, Blue Label, Smirnoff 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 comin' from the garage

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

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

That's 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 a drink

these are the types 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 got that chronic smell

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

International flights, gettin' filled
You the showll be tight if KMKs on the bill
Punk, rock, hip hop, pits seem to stop
When the crowds gettin' tired their heads that bob

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

Comin' out your or seein' us on stage
thousands astonished, leavin' ladies in a daze
People shocked and amazed the weak hearted to faint
they take one hit off of Johnny Richters dank

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

'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 chronic smell

'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

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

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

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

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

these 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 chronic smell

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

Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear