Armas de Fuego

I like firearms
I don't trust any mama's boy
If you take me, I'll take you
But if you betray me, I'll handle you

The kicks are new, the shirt is new
Let's hit the streets, I want a new ride
Don't stare too much or you'll go blind
I got Tego's stash in my pockets

I like firearms
I don't trust any mama's boy
If you take me, I'll take you
But if you betray me, I'll handle you

The kicks are new, the shirt is new
Let's hit the streets, I want a new ride
Don't stare too much or you'll go blind
I got Tego's stash in my pockets

I like thick girls
Quiet but loud
If she's a bad bitch and moves right
I turn into Ricardo Arjona

I control my turf, I know what's up
Anyone who steps to me is dead
I got the Glock on my hip
I put it in your face and all you hear is the bang

Oh God, save me from them
And save them from me
And tell them not to get scared
'Cause if they get scared, they might die

I'm raising my game, they're talking about me
I'm living the dream I wanted
I like the girls who aren't from here
Now I hit the bank and don't even bother with the line-

The bottle of tequila
The whiskey gets me lit
You keep throwing shade at me
But tell them to get in line

We're rolling deep
Spent a ton of cash
And we're decked out in jewels and cash
And a leather bag looking for our side

I like firearms
I don't trust any mama's boy
If you take me, I'll take you
But if you betray me, I'll handle you

The kicks are new, the shirt is new
Let's hit the streets, I want a new ride
Don't stare too much or you'll go blind
I got Tego's stash in my pockets

I like firearms
I don't trust any mama's boy
If you take me, I'll take you
But if you betray me, I'll handle you

The kicks are new, the shirt is new
Let's hit the streets, I want a new ride
Don't stare too much or you'll go blind
I got Tego's stash in my pockets

While you were chatting and sleeping
I was hustling day and night
Now you envy my life
Screw you and the cops too

I got the streets on fire
On fire, on fire, on fire
The routes are mine, the girls are mine
I’m doing me, living how I want

Since I was a kid hustling
Chasing money
Always after the cash
And causing trouble for the other side

I won't back down from the hustle
Giving orders, making moves
I'm Mayweather in the ring
Turning the tables on Cuquin

They want to see me dead for hustling
And I never rested until I made it
With everyone against me, I didn't lose faith
I fell a few times but I never snitched

And now thanks to God, we're living it up
No more waiting in line for kicks
We got plenty of guns and the heat
And if they talk about war, we're ready.