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

Drinkin' Vodka, Blue Label, Smirnoff on the
Wishin' I had my sack but I left it a
Vape got me trippin', shit, I almost got lost
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 it's mean but when 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 if there aint crip out on the plate
New saying it's not crip mean that it ain't kind
It just means the herb you got 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 like to think, about the Kottonmouth
Youd suffer if you didnt a drink

'Cause are the types 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

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

International flights, gettin' filled
You the showll be tight if KMKs on the bill
Punk, rock, hip hop, pits never to stop
When the gettin' tired 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
Kottonmouth Kings taken over millennium
Suburban Noize family I know you will be 'em

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

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

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

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

Stumble in the front door my jacket on the ground
left, looked 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 'cause I need to get food
If not I'm gonna puke and I want that
Shouldnt of drank 20 beers, shouldnt have smoked 10

Couldnt relax, is my stomach of course
Shit was comin' up fast and it was chargin' force
Flew past my vocal cords quickly my teeth
Throwin' up every 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 if you listen right here
Beer, liquor, sicker, liquor, beer, you in the clear

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

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 under my belt
And I even 24
worry about it

Devastating to ear
to your ear
Devastating to ear