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 the road) Now please come and take a journey through life The experience from what its like for thirteen weeks On a butt loungin' in my bottom bucks yeah With my pillow from home I'm catching and rollin' Z's Countin' sheep while I'm sleeping in my satin sheets Its a long way from X in a double freak I spend my day walking up and down invisible streets Smoking weed with the kings its a hella good thing I spent a lifetime on the open highway. A tough choice but I got to do it my way My voice is gone home so far away I know they are for another eight days I'm passed exhaustion I haven't slept for a week My girls trippin' and we gettin' searched by the heat On top of that my merks guy rips this blind Worst part I thought I was a pack of mine Pack your bowls pack your bowls. Pack your bowls pack your bowls As we head on down this winding road (As we head on down the road) Pack your bowl lets get stoned (Ah lets get stoned lets get stoned) As we head on down the road (As we head on down the road) Yeah you know I'm always getting stoned Waking up everyday in the morning rollin' bongs Big ones always keepin' it hot Ya know the type to smoke out like some gun shots Put your brain in a slipknot Life's slipknot have you standing on a rooftop rooftop rooftop A foot in the gas lean back while I'm mashing why its up throw em up roll em up things I last Ha ha ha my life's kinda funny man Been everywhere smoke can out from Michigan I heads spinning yo I think I need a cat scan We smoking so much weed on the cap-I-tan Richter's mind the can with a bud light In case I'm getting loose when I roll with my band And when I'm with my friend we getting out of hand I'm on the wrong way flicking us we never back again We smoke up indo out the window Show at the show we go out for broke Rips like candle smoke like candle Back on the road we write in the thick of things Dippin', dodging, riding through different scenes Different counties, cities, and districts somebody call a doctor this crew is so sick! We the king klick cannabis monsters chewing up lobsters how the hellik they caught us And they oughta X to got frota pickin' on Coronas sippin' on Coladas