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.