Kalashnikov

Kalashnikov, she carries it slung
Behind comes the Raptor, the pack
A ton of money just in case
She brings the double-wheeled well mounted

Throw me a copy, where are we going?
In a jiffy, we'll get there quickly
The city is paved, but the trucks come dusty

Sign that they come and go
From the ranches to the capital

And pure war corrido, old
Pure SM Company, Special Key
Uh!

Everyone calm, says the lieutenant
Don't leave the radios
Masked, the pixelated
It seems the boys have some schooling

Heading to the apartment, everything is calm
In about fifteen, I'm already changed
Dior bag, the short one fits
And a little package never bothers us

Sign that they come and go
From the ranches to the capital