Larry Csonka

[Intro:]Bronsolino

Fuck that sitting-down rap type shit, man

I stand up, cause

I'm a motherfucking man

And I'm motherfucking hot[Verse 1:]

Peep itI'm on the third floor, your class was in the basement

You know what that means: you got a hint of retardation

Well, me too,

I'm fully-blown just like the flow, though

Spit the silky shit that's ankle-length like a kimono

Uh, sharp instruments to rock like a fossil

Shotty for the haters, that's trimmed off at the nostrils

Well, me and

Docker eating dinner at the brothel

Never sniff that blanco, that's word to

OJ's Bronco

Cop a Dutch and break it open, overfill it

I'm rollin' in the car, it may be shaky, never spill it, though

Cause when

I rhyme, I feel possessed by

El Espirito

Encounters of a

Third Kind,

X-Rays on the visual

Ginger ale and hot sauce: two things

I live byI'm such a chill guy, but fuck around and, yes, you will die

Green DeVille, right, green drugs, but hold the serum

Rub the things together, then you clear 'em, flatline

The prosciutto, olives from

TunisiaDrums are hittin' hard because they chopped up like a cleaver

And yes I'm smokin' all the reefer

The night creeper

I love the pussy really tight, that's with a light

CaesarCan it be that

I'm the Golden

Child, the

Chosen One

The piggies saying freeze, but every time they did

I chose to run

Takin' that attachment on the nozzle like a soldier's gun

Hide behind the boulder, silver bullet through you shoulder, son

Crack the pepper over thin crust that's handmade

I'm stayin' strapped just like the

Air RaidYo, take a taste of my nuts

Know they sweet just like the candy

Thick and the same color as

Band-Aid, understand me?

I built this building, they came and then

I dropped it

Two hour flights to

Heathrow up in the

ConcordeFermented grapes up in my glass that bear the same name

I'm working hard because that's what

I need to maintain

Killer Queens is on the rise, so understand me

Ain't never stoppin' 'til there's

Grammy in a room for my family

Also known as a den

Post and toast with

LaurenPosing for pictures, kicking scriptures that form up a phlegm[Interlude:]

Uh, let me take a little break fam

I'm fucking straight out of surgery, man

I need a little break

When I come back in,

I'm a come back in hard, though

I promise you that(Look at my motherfucking shoulders, son)[Verse 2:]

YoI'm diving in like

LouganisI'm aiming right for that anus

Trying to give her a payment to rent the pussy like

AvisPeace to

Shaevitz &

ShaevitzMy rhymes are seasoned for flavor

Fuck with shorties that's in shape, they got the

V like they

VegaAh ha,

Animal Style, flippin' like a flipjack

You heard the cat rap, like animal's fear from a rat, got

Ankle length, that's suede, the jacket

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke

Do the Chatatimmy

Shimmy like a crackhead

No one compare to me, lampin' with my tangerine

I'm fiend out, so

I'm bangin' on the tambourine

Yo, bring the drugs and call me when you on the corner

And I'm a send the doja down in case they run up on ya

Your style is celibate,

I'm elegant, trust

My style is liver and

I'm ivory like a elephant tusk

Swirl the wine inside the glass that got the delicate musk

Shoe be pointy at the toe, closin' down the show

Poison be the flow, got the boysenberry blow

Finnish on the women

That mean the bitch from

FinlandHer tits are bonkers

Chilling in the chakras

Rollers in her hair,

I'm running through it,

Larry Csonka[Outro:]

Bronsolino

You don't even know who fucking

Larry Csonka is, man

Get the fuck off my weed leaf

Pussy