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I'm not your normal kind of rap
In the building where the subtle scent of crack
Fiends smoking off the
I smoke shit from out the soil
Virgin oil, the name Bronson, no
Barbecues get thrown EBT Cards
and sea, the air, 3 stars
Till gold plates get right on arrival
The Amarone got me like a gyro
Take the high road, poppy from Cairo
Aaron Rodgers style: I'm here to the title
Rock a Maz Dog cause word is viral
To leave you like a wet noodle, paralyze spinal

(Smoke this motherfucking real quick, hold on
get back to you in a minute)

"Darling, let me lay
Darling, let me lay
let me lay beside you
Kiss my lips about you"

Byrd shit, china doll
Leave your fur split, dig pockets
Then kill your earth
Even if seven days away from giving birth
Ruthless, she'll you for your leather and your purse
Lamb roasting wood-fire, extend the olive branch
the 90s I've been rocking hundred-dollar pants
Fifty-dollar drugs in my sock
Put the lighter to the plastic, that's the for the top

we coming from the heights, you know I copped the Puto
Tried to put it in the pussy, slid it in the
Damn, the wrong route
Now I gotta knee her in the stomach so it out
Take a breath
Ancient knowledge the crocs up in the Nile
Alabaster in the kitchen cause I'm wyling
Tryna cop a that say you styling
Only chain of in the water made of Valens

"Darling, let me lay
Darling, let me lay
let me lay beside you
Kiss my burning lips you"

Wild world that we in
I smoke got the subtle hint a cinnamon
My mind from the Absinthe
You can Flushing for my accent
So more than rapping
You fucking with the
Jeter
Salmon on the
You ain't do the job, and then they a reliever
Me, Eckersley
Rhyme like my grandma's book of recipes
I'm 'bout that
stocks, a palm Glock, bomb box
Long beards, draped in sports drop
Loafer pressing on the
Extra heavy cause my leg is made of metal
Often tangle the devil
Shapeshifter, shaking with strange
fresher than Maine clams
Making money every day, it's been the motherfucking plan
Remain tan during the winter laid in sand