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

Vodka, Blue 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 some more
I told him make sure it's mean but he brought my bag of green
It was the B.C. so I got phaze know what I mean

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

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

'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 smell

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

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

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

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

'Cause I keep goin', continuously
Like the wrappers on my people say that I am golden
I've been like my hydro when I wow those near and far
I'd have 10 pounds 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 got that chronic smell

'Cause these are the types of 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 that 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
Grabbed a of Bacardi and proceeded to pound

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

Couldnt relax, 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 every red, yellow, orange, green

it was for me to see right 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 are the types of tales I tell
ask me if I smoke I say I do
And the smoke I got that chronic smell

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

Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear
Devastating to ear