SCH – R.A.C (English lyrics)

Intro :
There’s not two of the same breed as me, don’t get too close to my personal space
I’ll tell you everything up front, mother fuck having a secret conversation
You did it, we did it better, I’m a disease to them, yeah
They can cut my head off and two others are gonna grow back

1st verse :
I got the money, the coked out fiends are walking out the projects
I master this craft, I fuck shit up, that bitch is making her ass clap
Impostor, you went to Phuket, there was nothing on your wrist
Two days later you have an Audemar, you paid 200 euros for it, don’t bullshit me, yeah
You owe me money, I’m gonna show up all the way on your house landing, yeah
Sawed off shot gun in the stair-case, yeah
My taxes : ten years of a cop’s salary, you’re trying to act like a big time drug dealer, you don’t even have a stick
No one listens to your shit, it doesn’t even leak, you’re trying to act all influential, you don’t even get invited
I can walk around town without my security team, hein
I sold drugs, I didn’t do any studies
Those faggots neither liked or helped me, I’m gonna put two whores at the B&B
Puto, around here we get waken up by the B.R.B, yeah
You already know my team, plata capisce ? yeah
Do what we tell you if you don’t want to get ejected, yeah
You already know my team, hashich bakchich, yeah
I emptied out the round, I don’t give a fuck anymore, yeah

Pre chorus (X2) :
I’m buying you a new ass, I’m buying me a new car
I’ve got 2 or 3 new whores, 2 or 3 new stacks

Chorus :
I’ve got a gun, I don’t do shadow boxing
I’m posted up in the vip, without any ankle bracelet hoe
You’ve got the tools but you’re not a mechanic
We get money all year, oh

Bridge :
There’s not two of the same breed as me, don’t get too close to my personal space
I’ll tell you everything up front, mother fuck having a secret conversation
You did it, we did it better, I’m a disease to them, yeah
They can cut my head off and two others are gonna grow back

2nd verse :
I’m not at my maximum, I’ll get it for ten over at Mejico, Parabellum language
I’m posted up on the rooftop with the sky, the birds and your mother
You know that we’re drinking, double whisky without ice, 210 km/h in the corners
If we catch you, we’ll tie you up, put you on a half diet asap, get lost
We work day and night, you’re still talking about waking up early
A brawl, a pen in your ear and you’ll start hearing in stereo
I’m alone with no father and no tutor, ram raid the ATM
.38 caliber no MMA or wrestling, I make too much money per minute

Chorus :
I’ve got a gun, I don’t do shadow boxing
I’m posted up in the vip, without any ankle bracelet hoe
You’ve got the tools but you’re not a mechanic
We get money all year, oh

Pre chorus (X2) :
I’m buying you a new ass, I’m buying me a new car
I’ve got 2 or 3 new whores, 2 or 3 new stacks

Chorus :
I’ve got a gun, I don’t do shadow boxing
I’m posted up in the vip, without any ankle bracelet hoe
You’ve got the tools but you’re not a mechanic
We get money all year, oh

SCH – R.A.C (English lyrics)