To unwind, a little cigarette in the morning
I throw on the big vest in case that we gotta fire shots
In a convoy, the caravans look long
Green, green, the bills rain down
Nobody like me was up front
And it wasn't luck, don't come close
Light up the flight with the mind to the sky
Always to plan the game
Their turf, fame and money
Rifles, AKs, handguns, and balls too
Culiacán already knows, we are the good guys
Two brown guys protecting
And nothing but Corridos Tumbados, fellas
And that's how Ovi Pa sounds
A little babe who never tells me anything
I keep her really happy, she wants for nothing
And with the crew on a million
They already know that nothing happens
Green, green, the bills rain down
Like me, nobody has been up front
And it wasn't luck, don't come close
Light up the flight with the mind to the sky
Always to plan the game
Their turf, fame and money
Rifles, AKs, handguns, and balls too
Culiacán already knows, we are the good guys
Two brown guys protecting