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Oh let's fucking go
The boys are singie for the summer
No, trouble is coming, no sir

Holy shit, I haven't seen you like since the beginning of the pandemic
Has it really been that long

Heyyy, look what your dick did
It's a different drug that my mind finds addictive
Make a body sticky make it move like a piston
Pain goes away when we're grooving this rhythm
Left my better side to participate in driving
Quiet down the voices in my mind cause we're vibing
You ain't living large if you're sticking to your silence
So don't look back, hold on, causе we're flying
Takeoff!

Man, do you know what I lovе about smoking weed
What, what is it
When I get like really fucking high, and I just get that like uhh overwhelming feeling of just like existential dread and doom and panic
You know what I mean
Ummm, no
No, what

We're going to the moon
Okay, we're going to the moon
Don't sell, never sell
We're going to the moon
We're going to the fucking moon
Hold the fucking line damnit
I will die before I sell
Or like when you're, when you're kind of blazed up with your boys, and you're kind of just like, you're all sitting there, and you're all just projectile vomiting and profusely sweating
Ummm, what?
If you know me, then you know that I love wet ass pussy
WAP
WAP
WAP
WAP
WAP WAP
WAP

We were stressing earlier, but I'd say that was probably uhhh
Dopest kickback I've ever been to in my whole life
For sure bar none hands down
And that just goes to show you, you know
We all have our issues from time to time
But at the end of the day
We're still bros
Real bros