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Why do people always wanna know about
What I do at home, how I really smoke
If I got as many bongs as I claim
If my barks about drinkin' just a game, well, 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 crib comin' the garage

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

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

That's right the truth hurts but not as bad as the
Comin' up through your when you choke and that's my word
Damn that shit burns I 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 I exhale got that chronic smell

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

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

I got a job but I ain't callin' it
Gettin' to smoke herb ain't work it's absurd
Kottonmouth Kings over this millennium
Suburban Noize I know you will be feelin' '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 take one hit off of Richters dank

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

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

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

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

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

There it was for me to see in front of my eyes
A burrito two tacos and my cheese fries
Now theres a lesson to learn if you listen right
Beer, liquor, never sicker, liquor, beer, you in the

'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 got that chronic smell

worry about 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 under my
And I even 24
worry about it

Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear
to your ear