Dealers

(Verse 1 – Devlin)

I got a phone call from a shot

He said he was outside the shop

But I’m meeting him outside the block

I’ll be there in two secs

When I rolled up he was standing with two pecs

And these little pecs draw two teks

Don’t worry though they didn’t bust those off

I grabbed my deals and drove off

Said I’d be back with a strap to come blow your nose off

See the word is that I’ve got the peng ting

And these mugs know where I live

Fuck it, sitting in my bedroom all night holding a stick

Come on then roll on my crib

Cause my boy Ghetts knows a boy in your crew

So we've got all the information on you

Don’t know what I won’t do

Fuck it I’ll come and approach you

Then smoke you, I’ll take your lace out your trainers and choke you

For the p’s that you owe me cause I don’t owe you

Quick when the times right man I’m gonna show you

And you think that I’m quiet and I won’t start riots

I’m an arsonist I’ll set your yard on fire