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tartan - guten tag lyrics

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[verse 1: tartan & bludkin]
life improving fast, f+ckin’ with germans, guten tag
house of frasers giftcard i’m about to blow a bag
i’ve been stuck in the past, found myself that’s guten tag
i won’t catch a grenade for a wench and you be juggling frags
bus stop in the highlands, aye i’m kickin’ it on crack
trueys hangin’ off my ass, no i can’t love a slag
call me christiana [?]
spending a lot of dime on a b+tch you poppin’ tags
tell me what you need, i’ve been caught up in my greed
give a f+ck about the fame, i just want the f+ckin’ ps
doomsday comin’ real quickly, so drop down to your knees
i was with your b+tch i told her drop down to her knees
she itchin’ like a junkie, i think that she’s got fleas
i’m tryin’ to be humble but i just cannot be meek
they see these diamonds on me why they treat me like a freak?
they see these diamonds on me yeah they know that i’m on fleek
xannies on me i feel like lil peep
i know i let you borrow my swag but i ain’t for keeps
when i’m up im goin’ k!llin’ in a jeep
i feel like lil peep cos i might die in my sleep
life improving fast, f+ckin’ with germans, guten tag
house of frasers giftcard i’m about to blow a bag
i’ve been stuck in the past, found myself that’s guten tag
i won’t catch a grenade for a wench and you be juggling frags
bus stop in the highlands, aye i’m kickin’ it on crack
trueys hangin’ off my ass, no i can’t love a slag
call me christiana [?]
spending a lot of dime on a b+tch you poppin’ tags
[verse 2: tartan & bludkin]
that sh+t’s f+ckin’ sad
that sh+t’s f+ckin’ wack
i feel like lazarus, cos a can’t even laugh, ha ha
pick me b+tch a scab
pick me b+tch a scab
perfoming tests on 2 twin b+tches like a german lab
what the f+ck is that?, the piano goofy ah
my b+tch in the gym, your b+tch got some extra flab
he was chattin’ wass ’til i hit him with my jab
i might do some time for that, but i’ll be out in march
italian plug called mario, he pulled up with carts
spanish burd, ay caramba, told her mini bart
can’t give her my government, i got a f+ckin’ dart

[outro: tartan & bludkin]
[?]
when you see me comin’, raise the alarm
drink my potion, this is [?]
watch your [?], i don’t mean no harm



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