If you’ve listened to Werenoi’s ‘Piano ’ but couldn’t enjoy it properly due to the language barrier, no need to worry, here we’ve added a translation to help you understand the meaning behind these powerful words. Werenoi clearly shows in his lyrics that all the glamour is only on the surface level, but the real game is to survive, observe, and stay smart. GIMS’s vocal tone and presence further reinforce that theme. Its irresistible music and unforgettable, mindblowing lyrics make it impossible not to sing along. Read Piano lyrics in English Translation by Werenoi and GIMS below and experience the song’s passion.
Lyrics of Piano by Werenoi & GIMS in English Translation
Too Many Eyes On The Coupe So I Whip Out The Viano
And Don’t Ask Too Many Questions, Just Follow The Crowd
I Wonder If You Could Even Keep Up With Our Lifestyle
In A World Where The Guitar Sings Louder Than The Piano (Piano)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano (It’s Real)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano
I Arrive Late, Get Out The Car,
It’s Full Up Of Fans All Pointing At Me
He Doesn’t Have Enough To Last Him The Month (Mm, Mm),
Probably Why He’s Got His Hand In The Till
It Should Go Without Saying (Mm, Mm),
If You See My Ex, Don’t Give Her The Address
In The Distance, I Spot A Guy From My Hood (Mm, Mm),
So I Get Up Carefully And Nod At Him
It’ll Get Out Quickly, Gray Cullinan, Cutting Edge Songs
It Goes Without Saying, It Goes Mad Quickly,
Either You Make Money, Or You Work Out
Sign To Pay The Bill (The Bill)
Or Sign Your Death Warrant (Death)
I Roll Up The Beast’s Window (The Beast),
There’s Too Many Eyes On The Watch (Real)
Too Many Eyes On The Coupe
So I Whip Out The Viano (Sport, Sport, Sport)
And Don’t Ask Too Many Questions, Just Follow The Crowd
I Wonder If You Could Even Keep Up With Our Lifestyle (Could, Could, Could)
In A World Where The Guitar Sings Louder Than The Piano (Piano)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano (It’s Real)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Baby, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh), We’ll Do It, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh)
I Leave The Hôtel De Paris,
I Run Into A Girl I Blocked On Insta (Insta)
You Want To Cling Onto Us Like Some Greasy Hash,
But You Make Me Seethe Like A Rasta (Rasta)
You Want Our Lives (Ours), The Tv In The Viano (Viano)
You Can’t Follow The Note (Note), It Ain’t The Piano’s (Piano)
I Got My Team Pulling Up, Check Us Out
You, You’re Ugly (You Don’t Got Money), You Won’t Fuck Her
I Arrive At Checkout, He Just Wants A Picture
So I Take The Picture (I Don’t Pay), And I Get Back In The Whip
Sign To Pay The Bill (The Bill) Or Sign Your Death Warrant (Death)
I Roll Up The Beast’s Window (The Beast),
There’s Too Many Eyes On The Watch (Real)
Too Many Eyes On The Coupe So I Whip Out The Viano (Sport, Sport, Sport)
And Don’t Ask Too Many Questions, Just Follow The Crowd
I Wonder If You Could Even Keep Up With Our Lifestyle (Could, Could, Could)
In A World Where The Guitar Sings Louder Than The Piano (Piano)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano (It’s Real)
Baby, Piano, We’ll Do It, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Baby, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh), We’ll Do It, Piano (Oh, Oh, Oh)
