Lil Dude - Diablo lyrics

[Intro] Diablo A hundred, a hundred (a hundred) Luciano These n***as don't keep it a hundred Ridin' 'round in that Kompresser with my lil bro Good Intent [Chorus] What, n***a keep it a hundred That stick hold a hundred and n***a we run it They don't keep it a hundred Free smoke when my young n***a want it In the field they be puntin' They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money They're only there when it's sunny But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin' [Verse 1] Used to trap in the dungeon Used to sell white but I switched it to onion Damn that other sh** bubblin' Stood on all ten, I turned nothin' to somethin' Man that top I was thuggin' I'm rockin' for Vonny and rockin' for London And free Steph Level Used to stand outside all night lookin' for a come-up Might grab your homie just for ransom I'm on the block and the junkies say I'm lookin' handsome Old school flip, no Samsung Used to lose that b**h every time I was xanned up Got plenty b**hes in Atlanta And I got bags on bags, n***a they call me Santa We the gang, no bandana We gon' pull up on your block and we gon' let off the hammer Free the young n***as that's locked up all in the slammer Your b**h give me head and I ain't talkin' dandruff Young n***as come in with sticks and they gon' have manners They gon' politely ask you for all your cash [Chorus] What, n***a keep it a hundred That stick hold a hundred and n***a we run it They don't keep it a hundred Free smoke when my young n***a want it In the field they be puntin' They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money They're only there when it's sunny But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin' [Verse 2] Real n***a I'm a savage In the street it can get real tragic I don't want no b**h with no baggage Know some b**hes callin' plays just like John Madden Get your a** touched right by a savage I'm movin' a fast car, I be swaggin' Your b**h wan' come with a dragon Ooh I'm a demon, a dragon, ooh Aladdin, fly on these n***as, these n***as can't catch me Ain't no cap in my drip, man this sh** everlasting Too many b**hes, I don't want attachment Chopstick kicking, it came with attachments Oreo sh**, got a white and a black tip Talk down on the gang then we comin' to crack you Pull up in a tint with the shooters in the back I don't keep it a hundred, I keep it a stack [Chorus] What, n***a keep it a hundred That stick hold a hundred and n***a we run it They don't keep it a hundred Free smoke when my young n***a want it In the field they be puntin' They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money They're only there when it's sunny But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin'