"Gas Out" lyrics

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