GBP Lyrics – Central Cee, 21 Savage

Read the full GBP lyrics by Central Cee and 21 Savage along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Central Cee’s music, you can also explore Miami Beach and Truth in The Lies, two other songs by Central Cee.

[Intro: Cam’ron as Rico]
Yo, come on, Mitch, you know I gotta go
Bring your motherfu*king ass

[Chorus: Central Cee & 21 Savage]
If it weren’t the UK, would’ve had a AK-47 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 pounds, I could 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 s*it you tweet (On God)
I told lil’ bro if it’s personal, he better jump out and do it on feet
We got something in common with scuba divers, why? ‘Cause the guys in deep

[Verse 1: Central Cee]
If it weren’t the UK, would’ve had an AK, gang outside with a samurai sword
Nike Tech fleece with the Air Force 1, 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
Sold a stroke, 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 1930 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-17 woulda came with a switch

[Chorus: Central Cee & 21 Savage]
If it weren’t the UK, would’ve had a AK-47 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 man a hundred thousand pounds, I could get man bun right in front of a crowd, uh (Pu*sy)
That’s GBP, the price go up if it’s USD (21)
Better watch your words, I’ll get you X’d ’bout the s*it you tweet (On God)
I told lil’ bro if it’s personal, he better jump out and do it on feet (21)
We got something in common with scuba divers, why? ‘Cause the guys in deep
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[Verse 2: 21 Savage]

Latex gloves, I’m on the 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 b!tch in my will
Got day ones and I’m with ’em still, fighting demons, swallowing pills
I still wanna deal with Nike (On God)
I can’t get caught on no ring, so I’m inside out in the sheisty (Straight up)
We go through the front door, ’cause they gon’ tell when that back door s*it get spicy (Racks)
Internet beef, if I catch you in traffic, the fu*k you gon’ do, n!gga, type me? (Pu*sy)
I put this on God, I hit the b!tch once, she already tryna be wifey (Damn)
I’m from the street and I got opps, I don’t got time to go sightseeing (Gang)
Wake me up with head, put this in your purse and shut the fu*k up if you like me (21)
I fill up your closet with Birkins, buy you a wagon and make sure you icy (Alright)

[Chorus: Central Cee & 21 Savage]
Alright, If it weren’t the UK, would’ve had an AK-47 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 pounds, I could get man bun right in front of a crowd, uh (Pu*sy)
That’s GBP, the price go up if it’s USD (21)
Better watch your words, I’ll get you X’d ’bout the s*it you tweet (On God)
I told lil’ bro if it’s personal, he better jump out and do it on feet (21)
We got something in common with scuba divers, why? ‘Cause the guys in deep