I'm not your normal kind of rap In the building where the scent of crack linger Fiends off the foil I only shit from out the soil Virgin oil, the name Bronson, no Barbecues get thrown EBT Cards Land and sea, the air, 3 gold plates get made right on arrival The got me spinning like a gyro Take the high road, poppy seeds from Aaron style: I'm here to take the title Rock a Maz Dog cause every word is To leave you a wet noodle, paralyze your spinal
(Smoke motherfucking weed real quick, hold on I'mma get to you in a minute)
"Darling, let me lay Darling, let me lay Darling let me lay you Kiss my burning lips you"
Dennis Byrd shit, china Leave your fur split, dig your Then she'll kill earth Even if she's seven days from giving birth Ruthless, she'll catch you for your and your purse Lamb roasting wood-fire, extend the olive branch Since the 90s I've been rocking hundred-dollar Fifty-dollar drugs linger in my Put the to the plastic, that's the sealant for the top
'Cause we coming from the heights, you know I copped the to put it in the pussy, slid it in the culo Damn, that's the route Now I knee her in the stomach so it falls out Take a deep Ancient knowledge like the up in the Nile tiles in the kitchen cause I'm wyling Tryna cop a chain say you styling chain of interest in the water made of Valens
"Darling, let me lay Darling, let me lay Darling let me lay you Kiss my burning lips you"
Wild world that we in I smoke drug got the subtle hint a My mind from the Absinthe You can thank for my accent So much more rapping You fucking the captain Jeter Salmon on the You ain't do the job, and then they a reliever Me, Dennis Rhyme flavor my grandma's book of recipes I'm 'bout that Large stocks, a Glock, bomb box Long beards, knee draped in drop pressing on the pedal Extra heavy doggie cause my leg is of metal Often tangle with the Shapeshifter, shaking with hands Bronsolini fresher Maine clams Making money every day, it's been the motherfucking plan tan during the winter laid in beige sand