Scarlett Freestyle

[Intro]
Vallah, ich bin nicht mal Amerikaner

Aber ich rappe besser auf Amerikanisch als Deutschrapper auf Deutsch, amina koyim

[Verse]
Stare at the abyss like, what the fuck is you looking at?
Drown in the cash, the weight is breaking my fucking back
Kanak, I don’t even know what I be aiming at
Last night I thought it was only about a hundred racks

Now im up like, damn I might body this
Fuck you want, I don’t give a damn about a dumb bitch
Never gave a damn about this fuck shit
Fuck school
Kill shit
Get rich

Get a death wish?
Rather make a whole lotta money turning to a fucking pejorative
Fuck being anonymous
Pull up with the Glock, make it pop in the day for the fun of it

Fuck the bullshit
Motherfuck a suicide, pull a joker, put a bullet in his skull, bitch
Damn mane, ain't shit getting mundane?
Only really worth getting rich in like one day

Monday to Sunday, don’t run late
Cuz' I really like to count cash andante
And I like to do shit the blunt way
So get your ass off the runway

One day I’m gon' hit up the blunt though
Hit gas and redline the lambo
Hit that and speed up your blood flow
This strap make 'em roll down their windows

Got the Benzos
Weigh that shit in kilograms but I got it from my good friend Grams, though
From the get go
On the Autobahn, push it from a stang to a V12 benz bro

Fuck out of my sight, my sunlight, you dyke
Who the most cynical, Amex On damn Sight
Got the most critical (bleep), they got bite
I'm the backseat criminal fightin' the good fight

Motherfuckers never had a flow like mine, hoe that fine
Grab the world and break it's spine
Get that dime
Blow it up like it’s dynamite, ay, I demand a noble prize, yeah

Fuck the blinds, yeah, It’s a hell of a life
Motherfucker, I want all of your lights
All of your smoke
Getting higher one stack at a time
Till I’m lookin down on parasites

Run up on a fuckkanak, put him on the floor
Then I get his bitch, put my fuckin pipe on her jaw
Never heard a rapper sound this goddamn raw
Turn a boring ass time into a full blown war
Turn a boring ass show into a fucking stampede
Making big cash flow, still i stay the black sheep
Gotta clap a rich bitch every single damn week
And then slap a rich kid for the damn prestige

Might take these blows to see myself bleed
Might take that loss to bring what they need
Might count them dots to redefine greed
Might kill a cop to hear a pig squeak

You count your bars, I count 'em in pounds
You bark too hard, it might just rebound
You talk to stars, I move the damn ground
Walk too far, gon' take your ass down