Dillian Whyte E

Let me show you something. Aight. Just got a box, dealing white Where was you when I was on the block Dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, Now I got dosh, I'm feeling right Just got a box, dealing white Where was you when I was on the block Dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, But now I got dosh, I'm feeling right. T-t-top five all time, that's undisputed I washed That grab back twice and I still told 'em It's unpolluted (It's 10/10) Where was you when the Door got booted? And feds ran in the bando, Top floor with the drugs, we roofed it My Troopers still trooping come check me for the Blueprint was en route with the pat, feds clapped Me, I had to reroute it See, my young Boy bigger than me, but no next team can Ever recruit him He want the new size nines, But he only gonna use them for bootings Around This time last year, had me in Thameside smoking Bogies Back on top with my brodie, still might Risk it while I'm on probie P-p-please don't touch me if you don't know me Got P's for the cars and smokies 'cause we Sell amber, I mix your OV. Just got a box, dealing white Where was you when I was on the block Dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, But now I got dosh, I'm feeling right Just got a box, dealing white Where was you When I was on the block dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, But now I got dosh, I'm feeling right. From age 16, been wiling Masking tape on the Dots, there ain't no love when you're on this Island R-r-rap smarter than them, but I dumbed it Down for the nursery rhyming And my one jam, But bro's on work, it was perfect timing. Bulldog looking like Troy, showed it to bro, he's Looking like, "Boy" Foreign a toddler, looking like Major, they better dip low when they see the Laser Trust me, you don't wanna take free shots Like Tazer T-t-top three verse me, That one there ain't even a wager I was Outside in the '90s when the old heads had Cats and pagers Now it's back to the basics, Chocolate chip in the back of an Asics L-l-long Jacket and shades, stepped out like we gone to The Matrix My drink, don't chase it, Been told man don't do me no favors. Just got a box, dealing white Where was you when I was on the block Dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, But now got dosh, I'm feeling right Just got a box, dealing white Where was you when I was on the block Dealing white? How you still got ounces left? Them man ain't dealing right Your man was bruck, But now got dosh, I'm feeling right.