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conversations.value: Write me a song called The Adventures of Stoney Bob with the following description: “The Adventures of Stoney Bob” is a collaborative effort between Logic, Kajo, and two figures from his come up, Big Lenbo and Slaydro.
  The track was first teased by Logic on Instagram with a caption calling it a “Mary Jane Freestyle” as it shows him rolling up weed on the tour bus with his crew.
  
  
  
  This is Logic’s third song based on smoking weed, the first was “We Get High,” which was featured on his 2012 mixtape Young Sinatra: Undeniable, the second was “Indica Badu,” which was featured his 2018 mixtape Bobby Tarantino II. All three songs are 4 minutes and 20 seconds. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Logic]
  It's a, it’s a vibe (Alta Mesa!)
  All my homies we on the-we on the studio tour bus right now
  This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
  Wherever the fuck we are today on tour
  I've uh, I've already rolled about four blunts
  It’s 3:38 PM
  I'm going off, here we go
  [Verse 1: Logic]
  What up? What's good? I'm running through your hood
  I'm feeling like I should, I wish a motherfucker would
  Bobby be my name, I'm 'bout to run a train
  On this girl with all my boys and her name is Mary Jane
  Cause I burn (big dope!) with my dogs
  Joe Clay rolled a blunt so big that shit look like a log
  In my dressing room but I can't see through all the fog
  6ix supply the kicks like karate
  I was fighting with the idea of smokin’ again and now I got my green belt
  And that’s the longest line without a rhyme
  But the punch before the line about the line was so divine
  For shizzle my nizzle, I feel like D-O-double Gizzle on this grizzle, my nizzle
  Put the greenery on the grill and let it sizzle, my nizzle
  It don't matter the season Bobby let it burn when it drizzle
  And boy I’m liable to put my right hand on the Bible
  And tell the world that me and Berner got a strain of the cookie
  That shit is so simply just undeniable
  It'll make your world shatter like glass and I ain't talkin' ’bout them dabs [Interlude: Logic]
  (Woo-hah!)
   What's the haps on the craps?
  (Woo-hah!)
   Stoney Bob, bring it back
  (Woo-hah!)
   
  Stoney Bob want a snack
  (Woo-hah!)
   Stoney Bob got the pack
  (Woo-hah!)
   What's the craps on the motherfuckin'—fucked that line up
  Nice
  [Chorus: Kajo & 
  Logic
  ]
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like
  [Verse 2: Slaydro]
  Mary Jane, I never been the same since our lips locked
  The only lady that never gets pissed off
  And if there's one thing I know
  It's how to roll a J and let it burn real slow
  For those who don't know, I go by Slaydro, ready, set, go
  I take one to the dome like Pablo Esco
  Germinate the seed, then just let it grow
  Then harvest like a pro
  Dodging cops just to cop digits
  Made the packs move and flip like, they was gymnasts
  Got me seeing trick green night vision
  All truth, no fiction
  Always fried like Popeye's Chicken
  Hella mother- hella motherfucker
  So you know I'm always know I'm always running late
  Unless that currency at stake
  In this Ruth Chris because I'm ruthless
  Forty in the-forty in the trunk gone in 20 minutes
  That's 80K for the ticket, every-everybody fucking with it
  Smoking the container bet I'm always gon' retain it
  Lit [Chorus: Kajo & 
  Logic
  ]
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like
  [Verse 3: Big Lenbo]
  It ain't nothing, joint stuffing, rolling blunts and
  Big buds for breakfast crumble like a muffin
  No discussion, smoking big dope with the fam
  Stoney on the bus, used to hot box a van
  In and out the cities, group the women and the weed
  All these male groupies step unless you got tree
  Better roll it and smoke it to the last drop
  That cash crop, stay up in the hash spot
  Daily session, that Buddha blessing, never stressing
  Laid back but I keep the whistle like I'm reffing
  That's some rap nigga shit, we Hugh Heffin'
  Smoke out the grotto
  Feeling like Pablo, saucing like tomato
  Pull them numbers like lotto
  [Chorus: Kajo & 
  Logic
  ]
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like
  You make me feel so amazing
  I wanna ride with you, I wanna smoke with you
  I'm coming to get you, girl, you know I gotta hit you like