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 claim
    if my bark's about drinkin just a game
    well listen up
    
    drinkin vodka blue lable smiroff on the rocks
    wishin i had my sack but I left it a Pak's
    vape rips got me trippin shit I almost got lost
    walkin' up to my own crib comin from the garage
    but the night aint over yet i got places to go
    hit the bar to get faded but i needed some more
    i told him make sure its mean but when he brought my bag of green
    it was the B.C. so i only got phaze know what i mean
    if you don't thats 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 its not crip doesn't mean that it aint kind
    it just means the herb you got aint' close to half as good as mine
    thats right the truth hurts but not as bad as the dirt,
    comin up through your throat when you choke and thats my word,
    damn that shit burns i don't even like to think , about the cottonmouth
    you'd suffer if you didn't have a drink.
    
    cause these are the types of things i do
    and these are the types of tales i tell
    people ask me if i smoke i say i do
    and the smoke i exhale got that chronic smell
    
    wake up when i want cause thats the life i lead
    out 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 its their heads that bob
    i got a job but i aint callin it work
    gettin paid to smoke herb aint work its 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
    flowin like my hydro when i wow those near and far
    i'd rather have 10 pounds of chronic then a fancy fuckin car
    
    cause these are the types of things i do
    and these are the types of tales i tell
    people ask me if i smoke i say i do
    and the smoke i exhale got that chronic smell
    
    stumble in the front door throw my jacket on the ground
    looked left looked right shit 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 im gonna puke and i dont want that
    shouldn't of drank 20 beers shouldn't have smoked 10 bt's
    couldn't relax that is my stomach of course
    shit 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 chili 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 do
    and these are the types of tales i tell
    people ask me if i smoke i say i do
    and the smoke i exhale got that chronic smell