A few years ago I released several songs under the name Vimana with producer AmoralPhat40oz.
Dreamin’ is a song I wrote about all the strange adventures we embark upon while we sleep. I wanted the song to sound and feel like a dream in the sense that it can quickly and unexpectedly switch scenes or moods with no explanation.
Lyrics: Particle Don Music Production and Mixing: AmoralPhat40oz
I’m dreamin’. I’m DMTin’. I’ve left the earthly plane of existence. Now I’m in the clouds, laughin’ real, real, loud, but no one is bothered by my sound.
I drown out external stimuli. Don’t need no light to see with my eyes. My brain will override anything that don’t have to do with this dream.
Now, the scene just changed, and I’m in a maze, and I’m with my brother and Krypol Haze, wearin’ Starter jackets, Tampa Devil Rays, and they can’t hear what I’m tryin’ to say,
because ’round the corner, not far away is a framing saw hanging from the wall, and it stands so tall, it’s incredible, and now all three of us roll bowling balls
down a real long hall, and I take a draw, and I make what I saw in my daytime slog a personal movie tailored right to me. Sunny or gloomy? I’m the one choosing.
I’m a lucid kid, never growin’ up. Never puttin’ up with dumb stuff. Chillin’ with buds when I’m in a dream state. Extreme great state. Never wanna wake, never wanna clock in at 8.
Never wanna leave. Never wanna stop this dream. Never wanna truly know where I’m going. Just wanna keep floating. Spacin’ out, zoning. Now my next dream scene is mind blowing.
Here we all are. Hangin’ out with GWAR. Got my best friends and family at the dab bar. Many people I only now remember from school and work, we gather all together.
Now we’re dispersed in a building with hallways. Reminds me of my middle school days. Walkin’ from room to room. A common dream theme. Wandering. Now we’re all at the Gathering.
Outside. Everything’s gettin’ live! You got people on this side screamin’ to the sky. People over there not givin’ a care. I swear I often travel here.
And it seems so clear. Like I’m lookin’ in a mirror. Showin me myself from a perspective near and dear to my higher mind. “Sub” conscious. More like “Above” consciousness into bliss.
Into a state where I stare into my soul. Gotta stay mindful, during this time while I’m in this dream. I’m smiling! I’m piling memories into my mind sea!
Now my brother and I get up and fly. We just shoot to the sky and cruise for miles. Don’t matter where we go. We control our speed (velocity), loops n’ rolls, and rotation.
A strange location has caught our eye as we fly by, so we swoop down at the drop of a dime, at the very same time. Surprised to find
an ultimate wrestling tournament. Danny Havoc greets us. Leads us to our seats, just when Tyler Becker, Robert Trail, and Robert Stoneware show up outta nowhere.
Next scene. In my PJs at work. How did I get here? Sittin’ in a shirt with a stain and a tear. Haven’t combed my hair. My boss sees me, starts screaming.
This dream tells me I’m afraid of pissin’ my boss off every single day while I slave to make wage coin chunks. I’d rather behave like raged oi punks
who do their thing. Don’t care ’bout critics. Now I’m in a gallery, wax exhibits of moments in my life. Flyin’ a kite. Takin’ a bite of somethin’ cooked real nice.
I walk the hall, get emotional, I see scenes from times I wanna recall in a VR sim. Like the dream I’m in. Drinking with kin. Jack, beer, and gin.
Drink a toddy with grandma. Smoke a pipe of somethin’ nice with grandpa. Play a game of golf with my other grandpa, and my other grandma, gotta hand it to ya,
’cause you are so nice. And you fight with might. Lived on a barn where cats ate mice. Now I’m on a beach with Andy and Mike. Playin’ Fresh Baked tunes, cookin’ steaks just right.
Record dreams? In HD? Is this something we can achieve? Capture them in 360°. Put a headset on; experiencing
your personal movie from your last nap. Saved on the workbook in your lap. Saved as an MP4 file. Will it happen soon? Will it take a while?
Will it happen at all? Maybe it won’t. Maybe it will, it would be a thrill. Maybe we think we need it, when we get it, we don’t. Maybe we do, it could help me and you.
The very best thing is to have a dream. The very best thing is to have a dream. The very best thing is to have a dream. The very best thing is to have a dream.
The very best thing is to have a dream. A personal 3D movie. Will it be groovy or moody? One time, I saw Judge Judy tell a man he had to prove he
didn’t eat a bowl of Tutti Frutti ice cream. What a nice dream. Minutes later, I saw mice sing. Might cling to these memories like lice on protein. But I think I might just scream.
It’s a nightmare. Time for a scare. Like the witch from Blair, lurkin’ ’round any place. Anywhere. Any time demons singin’ when I’m dreamin’ is a time I wanna wake up and leave
n’ secede from sin, but I’m now trapped. In a nightmare, and there’s no turnin’ back. Satan makin’ a wise crack. While I drip tears in my lap. In a seat I’m strapped,
and I’m in a giant vat of Nickelodeon GAK, gettin’ lowered down quick. Damn scared, that’s a fact, but I change my mind frame, and my surroundings have no choice but react accordingly.
Now I’m super happy, according to me, and all I had to do was see the possibility. Set it spinning. Light energy overwhelms me. Desire to leave fear compels me to
change my scene in this complex dream just by thinking ’bout happy things. Just by ending my misery, my mind is clear. My soul is clean.
My heart is full of inspiring things that’ll carry me during my waking hours. Giving me powers that few take the time to tap into.
I’m gonna do it, dude! Sick of stress. Sick of work gettin’ the best of my efforts. Makes my head hurt. Sgt. Pepper would never accept this. Put on the record. Learn life lessons.
Don’t do me like a Blue Meanie. Brian Heffron in a yellow submarine with some ooo-weee and a wrestling DVD. Spinnin’ in circles, puttin’ frames on a screen.
Explaining parasailing while salivating over somethin’ in the oven baking. Making sense when slowed down and studied. Like wrestling buddies.
Cardona will fill you in with a YouTube video. Mark Sterlin’ and Myers. They are hires on my dream card. Takes place in Tommy’s backyard.
EOW (Extreme Outdoor Wrestling). Fling my buddy through wooden boards and cardboard boxes. Pound ring posts into the grass. String hose ropes up, have a match.
Interference from the IFB (Incredible Frog Boy) caused this match to have a schmoz ending. Yes, funny. Yes, fun. Got a CD of music for the entrance.
Is it wake time? Please, no. Gotta hold on to every last mo… ment. Wake’s imminent. Dream time, me time, plug me in.
Is it wake time? Please, no. Gotta hold on to every last mo… ment. Wake’s imminent. Dream time, me time, plug me in.
Is it wake time? Please, no. Gotta hold on to every last mo… ment. Wake’s imminent. Dream time, me time, plug me in.
UNUSED LYRICS AND IDEAS
to a state WHERE i STARE into my soul Gotta stay mindful, during this time while I’m in this dream. I’m smiling! I’m
piling memories into my mind, see?
strap a saddle on your dream horse, run a fast haul.
not rememberin’ where you went
Where should I be going?
Now we’re all outside. At the Gathering
when I’m under the covers.
great hallucination
list of loud things #10 – FRAMING SAW (82 dBA) … #9 – BACKHOE (85 dBA) … #8 – BELT SANDER (90 dBA) … #7 – FORKLIFT (93dBA) … #6 – NAIL GUN (97 dBA) … #5 – CONCRETE SAW, ELECTRIC GRINDER (98 dBA) … #4 – BULLDOZER (100 dBA) … #3 – JACKHAMMER (102 dBA)
like those received from my ears and eyes.
…I can’t wait to hallucinate. All the psychedelics that I need are in my brain. All I gotta do is lay at the end of the day in my bed, pull the covers up to my face.
The very best thing is to have a dream. A perso nal 3D movie. – Will it be groovy or moody? Will you see your buddy Stewie or your aunt Susie? Will you plant a bush or a tall tube tree?
Will you get lucid and start controlLING the dream? Thomas Browne in the 17th centu- ry wrote about it in the Religio Medici
Now the scene changed, ridin’ a bike – during the night throught a pit of spikes. I say yikes, my body fills with fright. ….Feels so real, that I just might start talkin’ in my sleep. Wish I was back to countin’ sheep. Not a peep from my mouth, but my mind’s all-out func- tioning like an awakened scene.
it just might as well be real as hell on wheels
Now I’m no longer here where I gotta pay rent or deal with Earthly existence.
Now I’m in the clouds, screamin’ real, real, loud. No one is bothered by my sound. But I drown out the last remaining traces of Earthly existence during these moments.
In my free time I took on the persona of “Hashlips” Harry Hughes and recorded an EP titled Toke Time. This was published on all music streaming services in early 2024.
The “Hashlips” Harry Hughes concept was originally meant to be a one-song deal with the release of the track Phat Waxy Bat, a song about famous YouTube stoner Jolie Olie. When the song unexpectedly received tens of thousands of views on YouTube I realized the world craves more waxy Harry Hughes tracks for their stoney minds.
Tracklist: 1. Widowmaker Dab 2. Truck Stop Quickie 3. He Knows What He’s Doing (When He’s Dabbing) 4. Clean Piece 5. Ay Yi Yi 6. Play ‘Till I Win feat. Krypol Haze 7. Phat Waxy Bat
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Holy moly, Jolie Olie. So much flower in your bowlie. No cough special? Show me. You’re always either packing or rolling. Chewin’ on a Weedza. Munchin’ on Doweedos. Strong lung. Three hits in one breath. Make sure you see those playlists.
Personal Favorites. Late Night Specials. Outdoor Videos, Fun With Numbers, Stoner Questions. Interviews, Dab Reviews, Official Walkthroughs. After you’ve seen all of them, you’ll be an expert, too.
Do a longdraw. Bust a big fat dab without fail. Tilt your head while hitting the pipe, heat the gold mini nail. Jolie likes undisturbed trikes. He’s also a chip eatin’ fool, smashin’ hard when hunger strikes.
The Predator Pink will make you sit down and think. Cut you to your core. See life like you never have before. Jolie’s buddy Daniel is always ready for a sample. He can handle a big glob, it’s not a gamble.
Widowmaker dab. Widowmaker dab. Save the last of your hash from at least 6 different slabs. Roll it into one, you’ll be lit up like the sun. This is how Jolie has fun. Widowmaker, then he’s stunned. Sergeant Strong Lung. Once he starts, he’s never done. T-Rex Concentrates makes a fresh nug run, and Jolie’s there to taste test. Samplin’ the best. Not a victim of stress. He’s always chillin’ with his friends.
Mixin’ shatter and budder. He’s got one strain after another. Explains the strains he’s about to smother with heat. Longdraw technique will be necessary. Wearin’ tees made by Planet of the Grapes Clothing.
Usin’ the goo as a glue to stick the shatter and crumble to. Compton’s Concentrates and Medicinoils blasted through, brought to you a run guaranteed to make you smile. Worthwhile of your lungs. Throw the chunks into a pile.
Rile up the molecules of the nail to create heat. Your medication mission will not see defeat. 7/10/2014 I discovered Jolie. And ever since then, the subscriber count has been exploding.
Blowin’ up. Josh from Strain Central is a guest I enjoy seeing on the show, along with all the rest of Jolie’s friends. It’s the best when in the end of a video Jolie throws up his thumbs and says AHHH! Comedy gold!
Widowmaker dab. Widowmaker dab. Save the last of your hash from at least 6 different slabs. Roll it into one, you’ll be lit up like the sun. This is how Jolie has fun. Widowmaker, then he’s stunned. Sergeant Strong Lung. Once he starts, he’s never done. T-Rex Concentrates makes a fresh nug run, and Jolie’s there to taste test. Samplin’ the best. Not a victim of stress. Rockin’ the quartz domeless.
Widowmaker dab. Widowmaker dab. Save the last of your hash from at least 6 different slabs. Roll it into one, you’ll be lit up like the sun. This is how Jolie has fun. Widowmaker, then he’s stunned. Sergeant Strong Lung. Once he starts, he’s never done. T-Rex Concentrates makes a live resin run, and Jolie’s there to taste test. Samplin’ the best. Not a victim of stress. Unprecedented success.
TRUCK STOP QUICKIE
Truck stop quickie! A short video. Truck stop quickie! It don’t move slow. It’ll fly past fast, jack. Put on ya hat, heat up your nail, and do a dab.
Matter of fact, bring along a whole slab. Little bit of this, and a little bit of that. Hashlips Harry is always glad when a truck stop quickie is to be had.
Truck stop quickie! A short video. Truck stop quickie! It don’t move slow. It’ll fly past fast, jack. Put on ya hat, heat up your nail, and do a dab.
Matter of fact, bring your own carb cap. A little pre-run and a little bit of sap. Hashlips Harry is always glad when a truck stop quickie is to be had.
Only got time for a few quick hits. No official walkthroughs or explinations. Not enough minutes for all of this, only have a few hundred seconds.
In this situation you’ll see what is known as a Truck Stop Quickie. Enjoy it while you can, it’ll soon be gone. So grab a bud, lighter and bong.
Truck stop quickie! A short video. Truck stop quickie! It don’t move slow. It’ll fly past fast, jack. Put on ya hat, heat up your nail, and do a dab.
Matter of fact, bring along a whole slab. Little bit of this, and a little bit of that. Hashlips Harry is always glad when a truck stop quickie is to be had.
Truck stop quickie! A short video. Truck stop quickie! It don’t move slow. It’ll fly past fast, jack. Put on ya hat, heat up your nail, and do a dab.
Matter of fact, bring your own carb cap. A little pre-run and a little bit of sap. Hashlips Harry is always glad when a truck stop quickie is to be had.
HE KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING (WHEN HE’S DABBING)
…He knows what he’s doing when he’s dabbing. …He knows what he’s doing when he’s dabbing. …He knows what he’s doing when he’s dabbing. …He knows what he’s doing when he’s dabbing.
…He doesn’t fumble. He doesn’t stumble. …Puts the dab to the nail with zero trouble. Coughs like a mad man. Only Jolie can do a widowmaker dab and laugh like nothin’ happened.
Butane hash. He has a blast every time he heats the nail, puts the vapor through the glass. I wanna try some Rump Wax. Yes, they turn hay to gold with the extraction process.
Man, he loves the clean high. Does him just right. Jolie hits the pipe several times every night. Puts him in a state of mind, floatin’ like a kite. Gets the munchies, grabs Doweedoes and bottle of Sprite.
Fired up the YouTube. Smokin’ with my dude. Turned on CustomGrow420, watched the Xvape review. Jolie adjusted his hat, paused, then said “What up?” Broke the vape out the box and then reviewed the product.
Digital display shows the temp of your vape. Hit the button three times, then you’re on your way to a good day. No matter where it is you are. Whether you prefer chilly or a hot n’ hurtie char.
Loosely fill the chamber with material. Sixty minutes later, you’ll be searchin’ for some cereal. Do yourself a favor. Grab yourself a flavor. Jolie’s massive passion for the plant will never waver.
CLEAN PIECE
I once smoked bud at a buddy’s house, and he presented me with a piece that was foul. The rez was caked, and the airflow, tight. Desperately needed hit with an alcohol wipe.
Clean Piece is how I smoke weed. Use a bath of Grunge Off at nighttime while you sleep. Clean piece, so I can taste my green in the freshest way, that’s how I please, indeed.
Another time, in another place, I found myself where a stranger’s bowl would rotate. The end, unclean, I could see the grime, Never cleaned a single time within its whole life.
Clean Piece is how I smoke weed. Use a bath of Grunge Off at nighttime while you sleep. Clean piece, so I can taste my green in the freshest way, that’s how I please, indeed.
My sleeves are green, yes, they’re caked with supreme shake from the table, they catch when I lean over the tray, something special today, because I got my Christmas wish, no more headaches.
And I’ve got samples of oi to go through. Enough for both to enjoy, me and you. Scented like something authentic and true, not to mention the mind state when it is consumed.
Give me a gift, and I’ll give many thanks. It’s been years since Mr. Hughes sampled his first taste, but it only gets better, the freshest of trees. For the best results you will need a clean piece.
Grunge Off, get yourself a few bottles of these, Submerge the pipe at night, airflow cool as the breeze the next day during usage, at times, I’ve been stupid and broke my glass, so be careful while you clean.
I will blaze the chron until it’s all gone. Marijuana mindset is the wavelength I’m on. Consume the fume, don’t let gloom feelings loom, now. Just dance with a bag, lift it up towards the moon.
Let out a howl when impressed with how loud the bud in my bag is, smoke it up now. Throw up a cloud. Show up downtown to the event you’ve been waiting for, so get down.
Clean Piece is how I smoke weed. Use a bath of Grunge Off at nighttime while you sleep. Clean piece, so I can taste my green in the freshest way, that’s how I please, indeed.
Clean Piece is how I smoke weed. Use a bath of Grunge Off at nighttime while you sleep. Clean piece, so I can taste my green in the freshest way, that’s how I please, no seed.
AY YI YI
Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. My, oh, my, tounge and lips are so dry. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high.
I’m Hashlips Harry Hughes, arriving to the party chewed. Got a brand new strain of glue to try for me and you. Got a brand new pack of papers and some Phunky Feel tips, too. We will go through and consume every product in the room.
Take a sample home. Take one to the pot zone. Take one to your grannie who lives all alone. She will thank you, bro. Give a gram to your buddy Dan. Give a zip to your man Skip. Roll up somethin’ dumb for your best chum.
Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. My, oh, my, tounge and lips are so dry. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. My stomach cries, give me turkey and pie. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high.
Nothin’ like the gift of pot. A gift I want a lot. A gift I unwrap with my lungs, a rift in time and space unlocked. Got a pair of comfy socks on. Got my watch on. 710 approachin’, heat my nail like Sriracha.
Gotta watch ya when you’re dabbin’ from my rig. If you drop the damn thing, a hot glass explosion. Emotional corrosion. Spent a lot of money on that piece. I want to travel to New York and do a dab with Tony Neese.
Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. My, oh, my, tounge and lips are so dry. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high. My stomach sighs, I’ve been hungry all night. Ay yi, yi, I, I, I am high, high.
PLAY ‘TILL I WIN FEAT. KRYPOL HAZE
Harry Hughes and Krypol Haze gettin’ blazed all day. Got the e-nail goin’ every time we play Super Smash Brothers Melee or Streets of Rage. Turn the page when Comix Zone is displayed on the TV.
Mario Kart 64 is how we settle the score. I’m racking up points galore. I got the blue shell, it gives you hell if you’re hanging out in first place.
Damn sure I’m a keep up the chase and erase your name from the leaderboard. Sit on the cedar floor. The cord to the controller don’t make it very far. In between every round, open the jar.
Watchin’ Jolie on YouTube, sparkin’ up my new tube. Pass it to my dude so I can continue General Chaos. ‘Causin havoc. Scorchin’ your soldiers with a flamethrower. I’m an addict.
Man, I don’t know what the craze of it is. Shoot, you really being lazy. Not slick. I figure that if I’m a do that, I might as well sit my punk ass at home and just play with my stick. Fail you a mission and play it again, it have you missin’ work and being late to the gym. Shoot, but I gotta admit, every time I turn this game on, I gotta always play ’till I win.
Alright, well I’m sittin’ on an old school Genesis, it’s got me feelin’ limitless. Smoked two Swishers full of spinach and I feel like that I can’t finish my sentences. Alright, man, ain’t this a bitch?
Screw your innocence. I diminish any nemesis’s in the premises. Oh, that’s your game and you just finished it? ‘Cause I don’t wanna hear no lip when I take it to you with your family and friends as witnesses.
Come and get it, kid, we ain’t finished yet. Yeah, I know the only reason that you having me over is this bag of weed that I just happen to have. So when I roll it, go ahead and just pass the controller. (Pass the sticks, dog)
Yeah, you lucky that I’m gettin’ messed up and everything in here is startin’ to move gradually slower. But I crack the seal on another beer to prove that I can beat you at your own game and I don’t have to be sober.
Shoot, is there a pro league for playin’ video games? ‘Cause yeah man, I’m a star in the rubble. Shoot, Atari started the trouble, but my favorite game to smash you in is the Super Mario Brothers.
And after an ass whoopin’ like that, I could imagine that it might be tough or kinda hard to recover. And this may not be the best time to ask, but screw it. I beat the game you gave me. Can I borrow another?
Man, I don’t know what the craze of it is. Shoot, you really being lazy. Not slick. I figure that if I’m a do that, I might as well sit my punk ass at home and just play with my stick. Fail you a mission and play it again, it have you missin’ work and being late to the gym. Shoot, but I gotta admit, every time I turn this game on, I gotta always play ’till I win.
PHAT WAXY BAT
A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!” A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!”
When he says cheers, he has no fears. His name’s Jolie Olie; he’s been smokin’ for years. Acquired many peers. Never have I seen him frown. Always have I seen him down to smoke a mound of flower
that he found in a dispensary. While taking a selfie, the expression on his face lets you know he’s wealthy with happiness. He is blessed. Living in a legal state. He will wake and bake and take the shake and smoke it to the face.
Not only that, he’ll host a worldwide session. Bringing all the smokers together for a mission to get medicated and become closer to nature. Reinvigorate the cells in their cannabinoid receptors.
Dr. Dabber mini at the Washington State Fair. 4K resolution if your TV can take you there. Often you’ll witness him filling up Ol’ Faithful. If it ain’t green or gold, it won’t be seen in his bowl.
A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!” A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!”
What up YouTube YouTube!? This is Jolie Olie comin’ at you. Live and direct for CustomGrow420, an eighteen and over channel designed for cannabis patients and adults!
He is amazing! There’s no faults in the buds he burns or the wax that he dissolves. When the oi is on his nail, I’m in awe at the copious amount of vapor particles pourin’ out his jaw.
Widowmaker dab? Yes, indeed Jolie will cough. Hot n’ hearty to 1000°? He’s blastin’ off. Wipin’ the glob down in the lip of the trough. At first it was a shatter, now it’s buddered up and soft.
When he has a guest on for a session, guarantee the two are gonna need a restaurant by the time the show is over. Remember the subscriber poster? I want pendants of The Pig Pigs and Dozer.
A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!” A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!”
During a walkthrough, my jaw usually drops. I’m extremely entertained, and the laughter never stops. He goes in detail. Shows you every dome and nail. He will sample every smell. Knows what he wants very well.
He’s a foodie. You see? Munchies ’till he’s turnin’ blue. Yes, it’s true. Jolie knows a heady spot to go to. Breakin’ out the Munchpak. He subscribes to that. Sour Diesel is what he prefers when he wraps
up a phat waxy bat. Or the Fatboy Glass. Dale Sommers is the man who provided that. Professional YouTuber. First rig was the Mini Schuler. Rain City Glass gave it a sandblast. Now it’s even cooler.
Like his 3D custom torch from a sub. Were you around back when his video collection was deleted? Please re-do the Two Story Dab. Fell from the top of the steps to the rig in Jolie’s hand.
A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!” A ‘twax at 12, and a plume at Noon. BH is the thing Jolie consumes. He hates when it ain’t purged by a vacuum. It’s great when he says “What up YouTube YouTube?!”
T-Rex Concentrates. Brandon from Lifted Dream Extracts. Jolie’s former neighbor, Che. 500,000 subs with his cell phone.
Garbage Dab Kids Series 2 pin. We could use a lot more Jolie merchandisin’. If you didn’t get your fill, check out some other playlists. What are you dabbin’ if you’re dabbin’, what are you smokin’ if you’re smokin?
His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work.
His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work. His hat matches his shirt. Smoking is what he calls work.
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