I pack good gear, I'm well saddled up
And for the fight, be careful with me
Because we're prepared to die
We carry the flag of the man that is locked up
Black the conscience, Black by nickname
And for my boys I'm the old wolf
We're gonna head to Las Navajas
The boys are over there to drink
A blowout, that has never done him wrong
There's the Cabo to celebrate
Well it's his birthday and he's at it again
It's been three times, it seems like it's never gonna end
I keep him in mind, he always goes with me
My old man in heaven, my brother with me
In '19 we pulled a good job
And there's a lot of weight now, and I carry pure shine
I pack good gear, I'm well saddled up
And for the fight, be careful with me
We're gonna head to Las Navajas
The boys are over there to drink
A blowout, that has never done him wrong
There's the Cabo to celebrate
Well it's his birthday and he's at it again
It's been three times, it seems like it's never gonna end