Bala e Fogo (feat. Teto)

(Oh, faith)
(Little Hair)
(Nothing happens and it can't)
(Hum, hum)

My mind's the most expensive hotel in the world
It's hard to understand me
Be thankful for every experience
You suffer the consequences no matter what you choose

Way worse than you imagine
Way better than you can be
You won't buy my soul
Why did I even think to sell it?
I feel so good
Way better than yesterday, yesterday
We're living years ahead
Neighborhood 13 on the scene, no steering
While they want our downfall, things flow (flow)
I keep investing my worth
Every day I'm more in style
And they say: What a handsome, rich, and fragrant black guy
Fake friends in the sights of the Glock
(Several who don't have any respect)
Talkers in the sights of the Glock
(With no shame, they come to shake my hand)

If you mess with us, you’ll catch bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets)
If you come with orders, you’ll catch bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets)
The tip of the Glock spitting fire (fire), fire (fire), fire (fire)
The tip of the Glock spits fire

Honestly, I don’t get it
If she wants me or just wants my money
If I’m her number one on the list
But it doesn’t matter if I’m not the first
Enjoy the moment, baby (baby)
Keep our thing on the down-low, in secret
I don’t trust anyone, not you, not even myself
I don’t trust anyone (hey)

Don’t mess with my commitment, I didn’t even call those bitches
It’s just some random fling (ah)
A random fling that I’ll forget
So many stars, like Michael Jack doing Who's Bad? (Who's Bad?)
Wants to run away with a lawbreaker, never thought I’d see
Haters will have to accept that I’ve got style
Some have it, some will say I used magic (ooh)
In Bahia, the kid swings in the groove
Today I’m flexing in an Audi through the scrubland-ah-ah-ah, oh

With you: Cabelinho and TT
Desperation from this competition
It doesn’t matter what you’re gonna say
I keep holding on to my belief
(Ah) God is my Father, my ally
I know with victory I’ll leave their jaws dropped
I know you tried every way to destroy
Want some advice, bro? Better get the hell outta here

If you mess with us, you’ll catch bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets)
If you come with orders, you’ll catch bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets), bullets (bullets)
The tip of the Glock spitting fire (fire), fire (fire), fire (fire)
The tip of the Glock spits fire

(Oh, oh, oh, ooh)