cerakotes my name and pimpin hoes is my game still stackin, gun packin, aint a damn thang changed 'cept the wheels on my range, rims as icy as my chain know i dont rep no gang though im known to slang cane
bendin corners on chrome, dimes givin me dome yeah the west is wild but h-town is my home im king of being trill, diamonds all on my throne need an all white brick? aint shit, just hit my phone
you rappers beats go hard, but mine, they go harder than the shaft of my dick when im fuckin on ya daughter bitch please, no emcee is safe from the slaughter get rich quick with that brick, im chef ramsay with the water
flow smoother than silk satin, ridin' dirty in the wagon jedieled up like a sheikh, street smarter than aladdin in a candy red slab blowin fire like a dragon breaded up like fort knox but you'll never hear me braggin
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Once they know it's in there, they get a warrant for your asshole. Then a doctor is called and the white gloves come on and the doctor goes on a treasure hunt.
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Or the items are haunted, and they don't want to plague anyone else with the poltergeists. If you threw the monkey's paw away in the trash, I'm sure you wouldn't want someone else digging it up.
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