Stoned Silly

Silly motherfucking white boy

We get stoned

Silly up in this night

So all y'all who ain't in the joint

Smoking that blunt after that bong stiffy

Cuz we get stoned silly

Roll it, smoke it

Let's all get stoned silly

Puff it, pass it

We came to burn it down

Pick it, pack it

Let's all get stoned silly

Roll it, smoke it

We came to burn it down

Yeah

Wicket da wicket da bomb bomb

Wicket da wicket da brain bomb

Wicket da wicket da what's wrong

Bitch you wanna battle me bong for bong

And put your home crown on, hahaha

You better get a better idea for what I came for

Don't act like the motherfucker with game on and the big blunt

And a fat bag trying everything to aim for

It sagging my pants you never mentioned a smoke session

І really rip another but I gotta role one

Sodomy help me plus I gotta grow one

Run a dun dun da dun dun

Da burry the sound of my engines as the hum

Hum to get some

Just don't rip it again it's stoned silly y'all

Roll it, smoke it

Let's all get stoned silly

Puff it, pass it

We came to burn it down

Pick it, pack it

Let's all get stoned silly

Roll it, smoke it

We came to burn it down

You got enough smoke and I'm bringing it down

Pass it to me, I'm straight from my crown

Smelling the bomb, bringing the boom

Pass it around, stay in the room

Smoking a pitch, hanging a bitch

Packing the shit, smoking a rip

Making 'em laugh of cali jokes

My favorite grip is under my roach

I'm back in the crongs to get in my songs

Stuff it or smash under my bong

Making 'em laugh and making 'em cry

Making 'em bounce off westside

This is the shit, I'm making 'em bang

Motherfucker you know who it is

Yeah they call me D-Loc

I'm from the Kottonmouth Kings

Kottonmouth Kings

Ain't nobody smashing like we do

Smoke these fools

So you think you can smoke with the big dawgs

Piss in the high grass jump with the leap frogs

Chop logs were lumberjacks without saws

Stepped in the underguard with G strings and glass jars

Silly rabbit trix are for street corners

Hiding from vice squads, kings are the warlords

Over seas of granddaddy kush bongs

Lortex glass bongs my inner freedom song

Roll it, smoke it

Let's all get stoned silly

Puff it, pass it

We came to burn it down

Pick it, pack it

Let's all get stoned silly

Roll it, smoke it

We came to burn it down

Roll it, smoke it

We get stoned silly tonight

B-Nites, you're a fool for this beat

Aye Johnny Richter

Step up to the microphone

And smoke this track like a stoned motherfuckin white boy

I'm stoned silly like a hillbilly

Drunk off the moonshine

Smoking on ounces fuckin dimes

We like wha wha wha whatcha want?

Wha wha wha whatcha smoke?

What wha wha wha whatcha grow?

Wha wha wha whatcha coming to me for?

It's because you know

Johnny Richter always on it

And I always got got got got got it the super sonic

Just super sonic

That make you feel bionic

Five million dollar makes a track

Catch me if you can

Roll it, smoke it

Let's all get stoned silly

Puff it, pass it

We came to burn it down

Pick it, pack it

Let's all get stoned silly

Roll it, smoke it

We came to burn it down