Diablo Kidd Keo

[Letra de "Diablo"]

[Intro]
Yeah; you was good, sk—
Keloke
Look, yo, that's that

[Verso 1]
Rap diablo, el niño sucio guapo
Spitting like I'm Rambo and moving like el Chapo
We still in Spain, so we really drink gazpacho
Cause everybody is talking but nobody knows where I'm from
Family from Toronto, shout out Tory and Umbrella
We always keep it chilly, mami, mueve tus caderas
Rolling with my homies, smoking maria, drinking forties
Sipping codeine, we on party until the morning
Working on the day light, moving on the midnight
See me going damn high, see me winning this fight
Mamma in the kitchen cleaning dishes, cooking meat
I swear to god, mom, Imma get rich; Imma buy you a new crib
Niño, ¿qué tu quieres? Billetes de cienes
La mama en la cocina, los platos, las sartenes
"Fuego" gritó el niño, el bloque esta que arde
Somos bandoleros, puta, como el Abayarde
Diez en cada pierna, y veinte en sus caderas
Se movió conmigo y ahora ella es bandolera
Rolling with the smokers, got my twist like rollercoasters
Catch me doing donuts, got contacts in every postes