Lyrics Guten Tag - Hardy Caprio, DigDat

Guten Tag

Get-Get money and gold, we multitask
Back-Back then used to drive round ends in faulty cars
Look at my face, all these scars
Girls still chase, call me Hards
Don’t tark too much like Stormzy’s darg
Life’s improvin' fast
Look at that German, guten Tag (Wagwan)
Hollywood, cruisin' past
Now I’ve got bare man movin' sarft (Outside)
I like roofless cars
Me and my girl do rooftop bars
Cop me a house before I got jewels
Uni got a man movin' smart
She wanna talk feelings, meet and greetin'
Me, I just smashed then leavin' (I'm gone)
They talk 'bout beefin', diss, diss, sneakin'
Niggas get splashed for speakin' (Ching)
White like Peter, brown like Cleveland (Yeah)
Trap fit, I’ll be out all evenin'
My white ting lookin' Madonna
I hate it when she leaves makeup on my collar
Me and Dave got matchin' Mercs (Mm)
Me and Ace got matching hoes (That's facts)
Bare of the mandem trap
Gucci pouches, matchin' phones (Brrr)
Tings on the go, hotel
Doin' up snaps, matchin' robes (Yeah)
Look at these losers, man’s exclusive (Look, look, look, look)
Me and Neymar got matchin' clothes
It’s like everyting I dig
They think they’re wifey
And she thinks she’s my main
But that’s my side piece (Side ting)
Still break down Liz on my scale
Do it gentle, nicely (Chop it)
Jump out on sidestreets (Where you goin'?)
See them, I let mine squeeze
Pure cash, no receipts (Nah)
All black, so discreet (All back)
Let a man get pussy in private
Let a man get dough in peace (Mm-hm)
Right now overseas
Changed up, noticeably
Got a WAG tellin' me, «Come over»
Dash my balls in her ovaries
Life’s improvin' fast
Look at that German, guten Tag (Wait)
Life’s improvin' fast
Foreign body, excusez moi (Haha)
Tracksuit when I’m in ends
AMG, mover class
24k, watch that wrist
Hollywood H, Bruno Mars
Might pull up on your bitch, I’m vain
Excuse me, miss, can I get a name?
(Excuse me, miss)
My team, they’re ready for stains
Mind he don’t grips your neck and chain
Came from dishin' out pebs in the rain
Do it on the ends or send it on a train (Send it up)
Man do it so styley, white like Miley
All of them cats dem like me (Mm)
Uh, man ah old school indeed (Mm)
Roll in twos or threes (Uh)
Bro, them yutes are neeks (Ooh)
Man ah so rude indeed
Babe, it’s not you, it’s me (Straight)
These girls got A-S-S but love A-S-S-U-M-E
Niggas always gon' ask for shit (Facts)
Bitches always gon' ask for dick (Facts)
Dick long, I’m a narcissist
I can’t even put half my tip (True)
Niggas hate, nothin' new
Middle finger, my partin' gift (Fuck 'em)
Balmain, that’s a starter kit
But I need a Louis Vuitton partnership
Life’s improvin' fast
4×4, still cruisin' past
G check, see who’s in cars
Now I got bare man movin' sarft
Life’s improvin' fast
Look at that German, guten Tag
24k, watch that wrist
Hollywood H, Bruno Mars