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Friends
Friends
Buddies til the end
Or until we're no use
Cause benefit's what it is
Yo I got some fried ends
But they don't really smoke
They kinda just sit there
But they're chill ya know
Of course my stoner brothers
Are there still though
So everywhere I go I got some tree to toke
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Mary, Molly, Lucy, and a heaping pile of K
Gonna smoke it drop it bump it and then I drop the bass
I'm gonna hard candy flip and then I'll flip shit
I'll have a mental break as I roll with it
Feel the iron on my hip
Poppin caps in the air
Gonna give a lick
Get some tabs man I'm there
This land that is living is the trippiest shit
Once you close your eyes and think about it
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