Trokero Locochon

I feel like tearing up the road
I'm speeding down the coast
My truck almost falls apart
But damn, it won't let me down
I'm carrying a load to the other side
And I'm gonna earn good money

I drove through every 13
I passed well baked through Culiacan
I smoked weed in Guamuchil
In Mocorito, I got stuck with sushi

And as I was landing the plane
I rolled up my sleeves, a meter of a line

Through the fields
I returned to the 15 all crazy
Schizophrenic and high
I felt like the truck was a private jet
I reached Carrizo and disillusionment
And the cops, they screwed me over

Before reaching Navojoa
I refueled diesel at a PEMEX
Bought a 24-pack of Tecate
I hooked up and gave a ride to a girl
And the song of Sonora's eyes
We summarized it in an hour

I divorced her in Obregon
In the capital, I had a big party
I got drunk like the god Aeolus
I also smoked until I was dumb
And when I came back to the planet
I was in Kino and saw mermaids

I took the Kirosmora highway
I got high until I absorbed the bag
I crossed the line and there was no delay
I smoked Kush like a locomotive
Very relaxed and also smiling
I arrived in Las Vegas, without a worry

Mission accomplished, I told the boss
He gave me 6 bundles of bills
I headed to the Paris hotel
Women, wine, and a band in the suite
I'll leave for my ranch tomorrow
And in 5 days, I'll be back flying