Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop

home sweet home let me take a drink of my fuckin bud light yo richter light that joint yo X turn the porch light on welcome to the Suburbs where the grass is green home of the motherfuckin Kottonmouth Kings where days become night and nights become d

Sweet sunshine climate makes bomb.. smoke that crypto California we dippin through the west im fittin to blaze up the spot representin Killa Kali holdin it down for my crops with the beats that knock you know the kings shit bangs run and get my mothe

Hey hit this motherfucker Hit that shit, hit that bitch It's 4:20.. We got love.. Is this motherfucker on? At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Chronic sticks in the door Visions of bongs being burned D-loc just call me a stoner A paranoid smoker