Freestyle - Ron T ft Usele$$ - Grim lyrics

Usele$$ (Verse 1) She's tellin me, parking lot garage I dumped a fire horse, and she came In my mouth I wear designer jeans, Fendi Gucci jeans Mayweathers on my team Justin Bieber can't sing Now I'm in a Cadillac, smoking with Jack Black Don't stop, I got a few more bars from the top I know what I wanna see, I'm depressed hiding Yo girlfriend told me she got.. Ron T (Hook) Grim Reaper Ah, Grim Reaper Grim Reaper x3 Dry your tears Grim Reaper x3 Baby, Grim Reaper Ron T (Verse 2) Yeah, we was hoppin' in the chimes Going to the cookies, well I got the protein Tell McGirl, "what's your middle name?" I don't want Stacy, I want Bethany & Katy We went to High School, old bar in Texas And Bangleton, is where we stayed We never f**ed around, all we got is laid We always got paid, well checked & respected Me & My girl look like Mr. Kennah did Besecet, Recipe on my cheese Your cheese looks like beans, eatin' Jelly cookies, and I'm eatin' jolly ranchers You a rancher, you at the ranch, you serve Cowboy haystacks, your horse is nothin' But some cardstacks. Damn, that's some Real hammer sh** yo, your ladder? Is like a painting of my dick yo I'm like "yeah, you look like a Wendy's Man, but you work at Whataburger yo." Ron T (Hook) Grim Reaper x4 Now I'm flippin' stacks, you can't Tell me who I really am at that Yeah Grim Reaper x7 No baby, no, the Grim Reaper's Coming, fly and fly, Ima fly Into Kirby land, pikachu lend us A hand