Who would've thought that one day everything was gonna work out for Carlitos?
The kitchen's what ended up bringing him profit
Bills he now likes to spend
Since he was a kid he already knew what he was gonna be
He knew how to learn the business real well
Today, fearless, he cruises in the M3
It was hard to hear that the gringos wanted to nab him
Letting him go was the worst they could've done
Today he works straight with the cartel
From organized crime, we're people that carry a good load
We move their product, many have called it
We only want it to exist on the market
But not everything's pretty, we struggle too
We lose people, we lose cars
A year ago they robbed me, it hasn't been forgotten
But we've already doubled that shipment
And straight corridos tumbados, fellas, eah!
They call me Carlitos, that's the code I use in El Humito
Around Sonora I have fun and get even
With my cousins, celebrating the warm weather
As for the traitors, I don't name them but I don't want a single excuse
When I find them they're going to the hole
The ones who yell faithful, those are the first ones
I'm craving a wash, bring the guitars and the banda too
And tonight we'll greet dawn with all the crew
Enjoying ourselves and shooting long guns
But not everything's pretty, we struggle too
We lose people, we lose cars
A year ago they robbed me, it hasn't been forgotten
But we've already doubled that shipment