[Intro: Stevie and President T]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah Pres yeah wh- whats going cuz whats going on yeah yeah yeah it’s me man it’s me it’s me Stevie man
Yeah what’s poppin’ man what’s poppin’ what’s poppin’
Come on you know what I mean, like you need to be, you know, you need to be gotta be replying back brother, knamean, you coming out here you know your top fan Pres, you know, and a lot of guys are talking rubbish out there I know they are Pres bruv but you if you ain’t here to say nothing back you know how are you gonna prove it to them, you know
Oi oi oi oi blud I don’t need to prove nothin’ to no one understand man can see clearly with their eyes (yeah) listen to my bars and I’m talking about (aargh ok then)
Pres Pres Pres Pres

[Verse 1]
Brother, know where you come from please you know my steez cause I’m playing with P’s
And the food I’m moving do you think its ease?
Must be smoking the trees cuz I’m on a 12 month ban
I’m still holding the keys
I know guys overseas that’ll come through quickly spray a man and then breeze
Only care about youngsters let alone old mps
Nobody move everybody freeze
I know guys from [?] fresh off the [?] that’ll come through quickly
Lie off man with ease all you gonna hear ‘em say is kill off killy kill off killy president please

[Interlude: Stevie]
Yeah president, you know, I got the cd through my door the other day you know great stuff mate knamean I’ve been blastin’ you know give me a ring on my number as soon as you get this message and get back to me let’s talk you know

[Verse 2]
Yeah me and my crew main observers we bust gun like Johnny and burgers
Cuzzy we ain’t running no circus
We stopped laughing, ever since man tried murk us
You ain’t gotta lie rudeboy, I know you heard us
Most of your people prefer us
Prefer us or prepare for the worst [?] for shots I burst
And if a man disperse cuz I’ve got drinks of every percent
Blud I ain’t dying of thirst
All this money think it cover a pension at first?
Yeah me and my crew main observers we bust gun like Johnny and burgers
Cuzzy we ain’t running no circus
We stopped laughing ever since man tried murk us
[Interlude]
Yeah Pres you know how it is everyone saying doe, fucking the tunes and that their all cold and that yeah don’t get it twisted but, see that kid that’s been on the road and that blud with the straps and that you ever done that still

[Verse 3]
All this screaming all this hype all this screaming all this hype
Governor trust me you don’t really want no hype
I know serious heads that lost in the head that pipe
In my bits that’s what it’s like rudey come off the hype
I’ve had enough of that, I said I’ve had enough of that, yeah
Dom Pérignon yeah I’ve had enough of that
I’m a veteran in this game if it was football surely I‘d be a David Black
Cuzzy I store guns, shanks, meat cleavers and bats
Boy better know I’m a gangsta blud you some postman pats
I’ve got builders doctors even postman cats

[Outro]
Yeah fucking prick you know always chatting shit yeah heard they know I’m on top of the fucking world you fucking dickhead yeah going out to my gang Man in Meridian yeah Paper Pabs, H, JME, Bossman, yeah, Skepta, Dan. Yeah and it’s large, doing it the large way going out to P Dot yeah. Don’t fuck around yeah! Man’s fucking sick in the fucking head, yeah! Man’s twisted and shit, yeah! come around [?] through everyone’s window knamsayin’! President T! Fucking President T blud knamsayin’