Karaoké GBP Central Cee & 21 Savage

If it weren't the UK would've had a AK-Forty-Seven with a hundred rounds

Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max

They want a boy with a London style

We ain't got generational wealth

Got a couple of mill' for my unborn child

If I pay a man a hundred thousand pound

I can get man bun right in front of a crowd

Uh

That's GBP

The price go up if it's USD

Better watch your words

I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet

I told lil' bro if it's personal he better jump out and do it on feet

We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why

'Cos the guys in deep

If it weren't the UK would've had an AK

Gang outside with a samurai sword

Nike Tech fleece with the Air Force One

My ski mask on but we don't snowboard

Go on a glide

Leave your phone at home

What's wrong with these guys

They go and record

So distraught

We was broke as hell

Well

Until we broke the law

If I lived in Harlem

I would've been Mitch

Them man would've been like Ace and snitched

If it was Oakland

I would've been a pimp

If it was nineteen thirty

North Carolina

I would've been

Frank with the mink

If the opps got nominated for the BRITs would've went to the ceremony with sticks

And the G-Seventeen would've came with a switch

If it weren't the UK would've had a AK-Forty-Seven with a hundred rounds

Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max

They want a boy with a London style

We ain't got generational wealth

Got a couple of mill' for my unborn child

If I pay a man a hundred thousand pound

I can get man bun right in front of a crowd

Uh

That's GBP

The price go up if it's USD

Better watch your words

I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet

I told lil' bro if it's personal he better jump out and do it on feet

We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why

'Cos the guys in deep

Latex gloves, I'm on a drill

Watch 'em fall, Jack and Jill

Up on the opps, seven to nil

Premier League, I'm in the field

Two things that you'll never see is me run from an opp or a bitch in my will

Got day ones and I'm with them still

Fightin' demons

Swallowin' pills

I still want a deal with Nike

I can't get caught on no Ring so I'm inside-outtin' the shiesty

We go through the front door 'cos they gon' tell when that back door shit get spicy

Internet beef

If I catch you in traffic the fuck you gon' do nigga

Type me

I put this on God

I hit the bitch once

She already tryna be wifey

I'm from the street and I got opps

I don't got time to go sightsee

Wake me up with head

Put this in your purse and shut the fuck up if you like me

I'll fill up your closet with Birkins

Buy you a wagon and make sure you icy

Alright

If it weren't the UK would've had a AK-Forty-Seven with a hundred rounds

Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max

They want a boy with a London style

We ain't got generational wealth

Got a couple of mill' for my unborn child

If I pay a man a hundred thousand pound

I can get man bun right in front of a crowd

Uh

That's GBP

The price go up if it's USD

Better watch your words

I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet

I told lil' bro if it's personal he better jump out and do it on feet

We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why

'Cos the guys in deep