[Chorus: GrewSum & J-Dogg]
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in
[Verse 1: GrewSum]
Whatever I want I'll get it
No stress whatever it means
Smoking an ounce of that cess in one session
I bet you don't get what that means
Smoke all that cess in the session
Let it take hold and you'll get my perspective
In a zone that we owning, I'm known to perfect it
You don't really know how it goes for me
Let's get it straight
I ain't no victim of fate
I do that shit that you hate
If you ain't into it, great
I can't pretend to relate
This life I'm living is straight
Come get this dick in your face
Lick it and give it a taste, great
Now that you're into it, bitch, don't pretend that you ain't
More lickies, whipping and kissing my face
Got enough liquor to waste
Got enough weed to keep giving 'em chase
Gonna be lit for a day, straight baked
Indica laced
Straight to the face give me visions and shakes
We-we living the way that I'm living
They're switching my lane to the day that they're digging my grave so just get out the way
Never gave a fuck and don't plan to, ever
What I can do is shit that you can't do better
I'ma have you feeling like you can't move
White residue on the glass in the back room (haha)
Black light on while I skeet on wise
Make a cumshot glow like a neon light
Don't wait up for her, it'll be all night
I'll take care of her, she'll be alright
[Chorus: GrewSum & J-Dogg]
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in
[Verse 2: J-Dogg]
Walking in, that liquor pouring
Wind blows, that mullet flowing
Snapchat? Don't open that 'cause that sack's gon' be showing
Ain't no fucks to be given
Can't touch the life that he's living
International cross-country, dropping dick in these women
He's a white trash king
Pump pipes full of green
Smells like kush and P.B.R. when he steps up on the scene
Shirt sleeves? Don't need that
Long as that sack of weed's fat
Chopping wood like a lumberjack
Body got like a hundred tats
Y'all know when my boy Trinity steps up in yo vicinity
Panties dropping, that pussy's sopping wet
Girls popping out them titties
He ain't sorry when yo girl wants a taste of his crazy world
Don't hate the player man, hate the game
And his mullet game makes toes curl
But on the real man, that's my boy
Damn right, I'm proud to say it
Fought hard for this country boy
Damn right, I appreciate it
More than a friend, that man's family
And I seen too much of that man's anatomy
But I'm just happy that Kingsford Crackerton is a part of my reality
[Chorus: GrewSum & J-Dogg]
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in, got some drinks from the liquor store
Come on in, got that dank shit and it's all rolled
Come on in, we've been at it all day
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
It's that Kingsford Crackerton way
Come on in
[Outro]
Eat my pussy! Hell naw bitch! Not after I just put it in your pussy from yo ass! You got truffle butter hoe!
