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
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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.