Why do people always wanna know about Richter?What I do at home, how much I really smoke If I really got as many bongs as I claimIf my bark’s about drinkin' just a game, well, listen up Drinkin' Vodka, Blue Label, Smirnoff on the rocks Wi*******n' I had my sack but I left it a Pak’sVape rips got me trippin', *******t, I almost got lost Walkin’ up to my own crib comin' from the garage But the night ain't over yet I got places to go Hit the bar to get faded but I needed some more I told him make sure it's mean but when he brought my bag of green It was the B.C. so I only got phaze know what I meanIf you don’t that's new lingo a phazers an eighth I don’t get more than an eighth if there ain’t crip out on the plate New saying it's not crip doesn’t mean that it ain't kind It just means the herb you got ain't close to half as good as mine That's right the truth hurts but not as bad as the dirt Comin' up through your throat when you choke and that's my word Damn that *******t burns I don’t even like to think, about the Kottonmouth You’d suffer if you didn’t have a drink' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Wake up when I want 'cause that's the life I leadOut every night takin' trips every week Hangin' out with my peeps just livin' the life Only smokin' outta glass while you hittin' metal pipes International flights, passport gettin' filled You know the show’ll be tight if KMK’s on the bill Punk, rock, hip hop, pits never seem to stop When the crowds gettin' tired it's their heads that bob I got a job but I ain't callin' it work Gettin' paid to smoke herb ain't work it's absurd Kottonmouth Kings taken over this millennium Suburban Noize family I know you will be feelin' 'em Comin' out your stereo or seein' us on stage Leavin' thousands astonished, leavin' ladies in a daze People shocked and amazed the weak hearted seem to faint When they take one hit off of Johnny Richter’s dank' Cause I keep goin', continuously flowin' Like the wrappers on my condoms people say that I am golden I've been flowin' like my hydro when I wow those near and far I'd rather have 10 pounds of chronic then a fancy *******' car' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Stumble in the front door throw my jacket on the ground Looked left, looked right, *******t, I looked all around The house was all quiet didn’t hear a single sound Grabbed a bottle of Bacardi and proceeded to pound About a quarter way through 'bout 11:32 Headed to Del Taco 'cause I need to get some food If not I'm gonna puke and I don't want that Shouldn’t of drank 20 beers, shouldn’t have smoked 10 bats Couldn’t relax, that is my stomach of course *******t was comin' up fast and it was chargin' with force Flew past my vocal cords quickly approaching my teeth Throwin' up every color red, yellow, orange, green There it was for me to see right in front of my eyes A burrito two tacos and my chill cheese fries Now there’s a lesson to learn if you listen right here Beer, liquor, never sicker, liquor, beer, you in the clear' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Don't worry about it Johnny Richter out smoking the ******* planet all day long Don't forget I was a underage alcoholic before you were tasting a bong Been smoking for a decade, got ten years under my belt And I ain't even 24 Don't worry about it Devastating to your ear Devastating to your ear Devastating to your ear
Why do people always wanna know about Richter?What I do at home, how much I really smoke If I really got as many bongs as I claimIf my bark’s about drinkin' just a game, well, listen up Drinkin' Vodka, Blue Label, Smirnoff on the rocks Wi*******n' I had my sack but I left it a Pak’sVape rips got me trippin', *******t, I almost got lost Walkin’ up to my own crib comin' from the garage But the night ain't over yet I got places to go Hit the bar to get faded but I needed some more I told him make sure it's mean but when he brought my bag of green It was the B.C. so I only got phaze know what I meanIf you don’t that's new lingo a phazers an eighth I don’t get more than an eighth if there ain’t crip out on the plate New saying it's not crip doesn’t mean that it ain't kind It just means the herb you got ain't close to half as good as mine That's right the truth hurts but not as bad as the dirt Comin' up through your throat when you choke and that's my word Damn that *******t burns I don’t even like to think, about the Kottonmouth You’d suffer if you didn’t have a drink' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Wake up when I want 'cause that's the life I leadOut every night takin' trips every week Hangin' out with my peeps just livin' the life Only smokin' outta glass while you hittin' metal pipes International flights, passport gettin' filled You know the show’ll be tight if KMK’s on the bill Punk, rock, hip hop, pits never seem to stop When the crowds gettin' tired it's their heads that bob I got a job but I ain't callin' it work Gettin' paid to smoke herb ain't work it's absurd Kottonmouth Kings taken over this millennium Suburban Noize family I know you will be feelin' 'em Comin' out your stereo or seein' us on stage Leavin' thousands astonished, leavin' ladies in a daze People shocked and amazed the weak hearted seem to faint When they take one hit off of Johnny Richter’s dank' Cause I keep goin', continuously flowin' Like the wrappers on my condoms people say that I am golden I've been flowin' like my hydro when I wow those near and far I'd rather have 10 pounds of chronic then a fancy *******' car' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Stumble in the front door throw my jacket on the ground Looked left, looked right, *******t, I looked all around The house was all quiet didn’t hear a single sound Grabbed a bottle of Bacardi and proceeded to pound About a quarter way through 'bout 11:32 Headed to Del Taco 'cause I need to get some food If not I'm gonna puke and I don't want that Shouldn’t of drank 20 beers, shouldn’t have smoked 10 bats Couldn’t relax, that is my stomach of course *******t was comin' up fast and it was chargin' with force Flew past my vocal cords quickly approaching my teeth Throwin' up every color red, yellow, orange, green There it was for me to see right in front of my eyes A burrito two tacos and my chill cheese fries Now there’s a lesson to learn if you listen right here Beer, liquor, never sicker, liquor, beer, you in the clear' Cause these are the types of things I doAnd these are the types of tales I tellPeople ask me if I smoke I say I doAnd the smoke I exhale got that chronic smell Don't worry about it Johnny Richter out smoking the ******* planet all day long Don't forget I was a underage alcoholic before you were tasting a bong Been smoking for a decade, got ten years under my belt And I ain't even 24 Don't worry about it Devastating to your ear Devastating to your ear Devastating to your ear
