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president t – gassed up yutes lyrics

[intro: president t]
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
there’s reasons behind this stuff
yo
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
i said
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
yeah
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up)

[chorus: president t]
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no p’s)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no girl)
won’t go jail for the g-ssed up yutes (woah)
ain’t gonna see any masked up yutes (no guns)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no p’s)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no girl)
won’t go jail for the g-ssed up yutes (woah)
drag man out of their black tracksuits

i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no p’s)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no girl)
won’t go jail for the g-ssed up yutes (woah)
ain’t gonna see any masked up yutes (no guns)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no p’s)
i’m sick of these g-ssed up yutes (no girl)
won’t go jail for the g-ssed up yutes (woah)
drag man out of their black tracksuits

[verse 1: president t]
don’t be a g-ssed up yute or a hater
i was like, “i’ll see you later”
when i say onto the gig, they better know, that i ain’t talking data
they already knew, that i weren’t talking blades
just another g-ssed up yute with no grades
all these g-ssed up yutes don’t faze
they were like, only a phase
yeah i’m the president but i ain’t looking no praise
when i say onto the job, they better know, that i ain’t looking no raise
certified cats on my line already knew
that i weren’t looking no strays
too many g-ssed up yutes and not enough strapped up yutes
president t disputes

[verse 2: wiley]
no more gas
draw for the bud bro, no more ash
thinking you’re rough ‘cah you roll in the m-ss?
rudeboy, you man are g-ssed
rudeboy, you man are trapped
christmas came early, you man are wrapped
on a stage you man are quiet
on a stage us man get a “brap brap”
it’s eskiboy and president t in the place
we ain’t gotta watch no face (face)
we ain’t gotta watch no eediat ting
done that immediate ting
hyper hyper, g-ssed up yute
these levels, you’ve gotta catch up too
it’s like everyday i’m still vibing
get the job done now i’m finished deciding

[verse 3: president t]
i’ve conquered britain, not just one town
“prez, where you from?”
i don’t really know, some might call it a gun town
lord of gas, won’t see one round
they were like, “bring this game to a close”
how can a g-ssed up yute compete with the pros?
i’ll bring the eight to your close
nah, none of these g-ssed up yutes done a day in jail
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up)
can’t get to my scale
if you’re on the scale of a fish, why you wanna f-ck with the whales?
why all the biting man? and i ain’t talking nails
none of these g-ssed up clowns could get to my level of sales
(g-ssed up, g-ssed up)

- president t lyrics

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