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Pack Your Bowls

Kottonmouth Kings

The Green Album

2008

Let me tell you story about. How some good old boys do it

Pack your bowl
Lets get stoned
As we head on down the road (As we head on down

already made it
Talking bout awards but that ain't fucking up my concentration
Terror of the sophomore slump what I've been contemplating
Trying not

out my bands and my benjis
They hate that I'm winnin it silly

I bought my new bitch a new fenty
I got new whip its a bently
You niggas should not go

cancel yo mans, yeah
I’m sipping pink poured a fo of killa’ cam, yeah
FN it won’t jam, yeah
I can do this shit all by myself
She want love but I want

on my pivot
Going hard in the field feeling like I'm Kimmich
Oh no
He back again
He be getting all the money all the bands
He be getting all the hunnids

quick put him on a tee
We gon' do the drill skrrt off finna' leave
Please don't take his life, we had him begging please
He ain't gon' use his head put it

he's alone

Spends all day by himself
Smoking endlessly
Guess it was destiny for him
Cause his mother also did the same
She started around the same age

me flex up all these hunnids
I got this choppa by my hand and when I blast it aint no ducking
Oh oh oh shawty dont like me no more
Cause I came thru I

Internet
Can't be trolling when you in the flesh
Flap ya lips to the fish when you laying back in bed, daps
Might do it, but i ain't cha friend
I'm too

now I heading down to the pawn shop
And my dumb fucking one-man-band will break up

And I'll try to finish college but I'll slack off again
And throw

Mariah
And I relapsed off them pills, I don't wanna feel, I'm tryna get high again

Cause I'm a drug addict, pistol loaded, gun blastin
Bands on me, pants

again

The day Charlie Duke took country music to the moon
He blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode

I took a night out from my home
Thought it would beat being alone
Some friends and I were going to see a show
I'd be out 'til morning, but nobody

am spinning again I do not care he got to go
And when you older you know we sliding in that Bentley truck
We already got you in Gucci Fendi yeah a lot

it-
He’s a cannon
Rubber band handstand and he standing
Can’t fathom fanning a fan in
Keep hating yea
But don’t brand him
These label’s wanted a phantom

I'm alone, but it's what I asked for
Try to sober up, somehow I drink and smoke way more
Ey!
Oh, How the time flying by,
No longer young city boy, sadly

helps people fund their recording projects. You could do it. You could just start one. 
Wait, what? Me as the artist?! Me? I was already told that Asian

different
It's bottles every night
A couple bands missing
I’ll admit it
Shemoveo that thing proper
The way she pop that
She might need a sponsor
Not a baby

And all becomes so clear
We are governed by rotten brains
So take this advice
Next time you think it twice
Before you vote for a tory again!
Now the world

counting hella bands
I might relapse again

No don't do that I can not unravel

I gotta focus
Not pushing the Ford this a Lotus
Subzero my wrist is so frozen

I took a L one time it won't happen again though
I won't ever switch up on the gang, I don't play Nintendo
Bitches fightin' over wave, tryna be

to the soul's through
The eyes of man
I seen niggas eyeing my bands
Tryna devise a plan
They see me driving by in Lam'
Used to eat the halal cart
White sauce for

I did you how you did me
Now you blew
It get grimey over here
I thought you knew
I'm Simon to these hoes
They follow what I do
Got motion like

Over 
I pull up I pull let’s go then (yeeeaahh)
•I had to start this shit over again 
Your favorite rapper is boring (yeeeaahh)

•I said it ,I said it ,I