go to the store, but a pack
there`s 12 tortillas neatly stacked
next thing you know, grab some beans
Stuff that shit right down your jeans
We run, we hide
Your diet`s refried
Gas out...Next thing you know
Sorry mom, I think I`ll go and drop the bomb
It`s in the face, and that`s too bad
Rosaritas all they had
We run, we hide
The beans inside
Gas out
