LITTLE CANTINA Lyrics

I can't talk to a ratchet

If I show up there's a bag involved

She wants my soul

Good luck take it off off off

She loves partying and margaritas

Smoke up some devils reefer

Nice to meet ya

Yeah told her you could do better

(Really you could do a lot better babe)

Cuz time goes tick tick tick

And you still ain't rich

And my bills ain't shit

And your deal ain't real

Just saying

I run it up go crazy

You do the most quit faking

I'm going ghost they hate me

And I know you mad at me

But it's a Saturday

I'm at a club in Spain

Yo voy del noche a day

I can't talk to a ratchet

If I show up there's a bag involved

She wants my soul

Good luck take it off off off

She loves partying and margaritas

Smoke up some devils reefer

Nice to meet ya

I walk on tight ropes light shows

Might go Christ-like

Cyclone zeitgeist

I don't need the money it's a bonus

I just really love to do my own shit own shit

Lights camera we rolling

Baby I just gotta keep the focus focus

Sharp sharp sharp

Like a razor

Cars cars

(Mario)

Ima play her

I can't talk to a ratchet

If I show up there's a bag involved

She wants my soul

Good luck take it off off off

She loves partying and margaritas

Smoke up some devils reefer

Nice to meet ya