[Lyric] Guten Tag (PS Hitsquad)

[Intro]
(Hoppin' out my whip and I'm parked up)
Things in the whip, lurkin'
Anyone slip, curtains (Bah)
Guten Tag, whip and the stick German
Huh, lift up the stick, burst him (Bah, bah)
Huh, look (Hitsquad, baby)

[Chorus]
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)
[Verse 1]
Look, two in a dot-dot, three in a hatchback (Hitsquad)
Slide on the opp block, we don't need satnav (Hitsquad)
Or I just walk up, do it, and walk off, did a Paul Walker, pull up and crash that (Bap)
Splash that, push it and drag that
When they see black gang, probably gets flashbacks (Fah)
Black tracksuit and a black gat
Run out of luck if you see me in black cats (Some runners)
Run a man down in my black Air 1's (Stepper), used to get man down in Huaraches
Live-o, chef man down like hibachi
Now the team kick like karate (Pepper)
Still roll with my flick shank calmly
Flick that, push it in, twist like a car key (Chef up)
Man drill it on beats and drill it on streets, gotta mention P like Taraji (Hitsquad, baby)

[Chorus]
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)
[Verse 2]
Yuck man down, leave blood in the streets (Yuck)
Huh, now I got blood on my sleeve (Oh, shit)
HSQ, man do it and leave
Chest shot, no, you can't tell him to breathe
Shut out the car from the passenger seat (Bap)
Or I just do it on feet (Bap, bap)
Pepper, that's how I'm doin' up beef
Stepper, know what I do on my feet (HSQ)
Man got straps, shell-toe (Hitsquad, baby)
I just angle the arm like an elbow (Bap, bap)
Muppet, I make him look like he's Elmo
Yuck it, could've got luck, but he fell though
More time, bro's strapped up like a Velcro (Packin')
School's out, I let the bell go
Hitsquad hit dons, rap cap? Hell no
Why you think bro still chat on the jail phone? (Free him up)

[Chorus]
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)
Got things in the whip, man's lurkin' (Out here)
If anyone slip, that's curtains (Oh, shit)
Cruisin' past, guten Tag, whip and the stick both German (Bap, bap)
Hold up, who's that there? Reverse it (Who's that?)
Pole up, lift up the stick, man burst it (Bap, bap)
If I see an opp, I'll hurt him (Uh)
I ain't got no job, I put work in (Hitsquad, baby)