Metele Con Candela
El Jordan 23
Hit It with Fire
The street cred, the talk of the dance floor, of the future
So they know what's up, haha
No trust here 'cause we've never sold out
Walking the streets with nothing but outlaws
Ask around if we've ever eaten
Antarctic territory, no cold in these towers
Hit it with fire, go ahead, hit it with fire
Hit it with fire, go ahead, hit it with fire
Hit it with fire, go ahead, hit it with fire
Hit it with fire, go ahead, hit it with fire
Hit it with fire, eh
I threw her to the side, the thong
More than three, I'll put on with Durex for sex
I'm the fix subtracting, damn, we're fresh
Ratatatá, the guns sound
All the bitches have me wagging my tail
The baby doesn't smoke but if I want to roll up
I don't have to front anymore if the lyrics stand alone
