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

Whatever I want I'll get it

No stress whatever it means

Smokin' an ounce of that sesh in one session

I bet you don't get what that means

Smoke all that sesh 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

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

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

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

Eat my pussy! Hell naw bitch! Not after I just put it in your pussy from yo ass! You got truffle butter hoe!