No El Diablo ft. E$$E Lyrics

Hot like the summer you play and I promise you won't see mañana

Won't lie to my niggas, won't lie to my mama, but lie to ya honor, yeah

I like my chips with cheese, like nachos, a whole lotta commas, yeah

Even though I'm livin' good, she only get wood a whole lotta lumber, yea

Tryna be macho, fuck round and knock all the meat out his taco

What goes up must come down, nigga, arriba, abajo

If you ain't gon' slide, ho, what did you ride for

Burnin' these niggas forever, no el diablo

Burnin' these niggas forever, no el diablo

About lafetia, you and your migos get dipped like a pothole

I got a plate full of chips and cheese, lil' nigga, it's nachos

You gon' be stiff, but you gon' get took for the ride, though

Told the ho, call me bitch, Big Chico Gustavo

I threw her right on my shoulders, straight to the room, baby, we don't lock doors

Sometimes I feel like a chef, the way I be stuffin' the meat in her taco

Goddamn, I'm feelin' myself, I'm from the bottom, but we on the top floor

Don't like repeatin' myself, she want me to call her again, but I'm not, though

I'ma go get it myself, go so crazy, I committed myself

Real shit in my jeans, sometimes I feel like I'm denim myself

Can't let nun come between the money, the team, the health, the wealth

Look, hot like the summer you play and I promise you won't see mañana

Won't lie to my niggas, won't lie to my mama, but lie to your honor, yea

I like my chips with cheese, like nachos, a whole lotta commas

Even though I'm livin' good, she only get wood, a whole lotta lumber

Tryna be macho, fuck round and knock all the meat out his taco

What goes up must come down, nigga, arriba, abajo

If you ain't gon' slide, ho, what did you ride for

Burning these niggas forever, no el diablo

Everyone in the spot got a pole, look just like Alure

All these bags, it look like the Macy's department store

Nigga be talkin' bout drip, I got my fit off the shore

My jewelry lookin' like core, used to charge twenty at the door

We booked twenty-one for twenty-five at the Opera they fucked it up

Ten bands and damages, cause they ain't wanna let a nigga snatch his chain

I was throwing Hennessy from the top, yeah, nigga, gotta rock with the gang

Been gettin' money, had to rock through the flame, y'all wouldn't know about that

If I say it, it's actual facts, yeah

Me no hablo ingls, packs, puta, packs

Grab a key from the back of the lack, I ain't talkin' no Escalade truck

We was scammin' the government, stimulatin' all the pockets in the projects

Before they had voted for Trump, uh

Look, hot like the summer you play and I promise you won't see mañana

Won't lie to my niggas, won't lie to my mama, but lie to your honor, yea

I like my chips with cheese, like nachos, a whole lotta commas

Even though I'm livin' good, she only get wood, a whole lotta lumber

Tryna be macho, fuck round and knock all the meat out his taco

What goes up must come down, nigga, arriba, abajo

If you ain't gon' slide, ho, what did you ride for

Burning these niggas forever, no el diablo