Corrido Del Frankie

In a car always tough and in the bag pure greens
on his waist a gun and with a boss tray
with white skin and black hair, the buddy is from Sinaloa
if the coyotes howl it's because I'm moving forward
stop being so envious, better start doing something
if God protects me and sometimes the devil

If it's cold, I protect myself and even if it's hot, I go out
if one day I'm going to die, why do I take care of myself so much?
if my name is Frankie, why do I act like Pancho?

Buddy of Mayito Gordo, the one with three heirs
from the Sinaloa cartel, pure brainy people
to bullfight, come closer to the ring
I have my weaknesses when I'm out partying
I like to hang out with the crowd and also play my horn
but what I like the most is a girl in my territory

I'm not a golden coin to please everyone
I don't care if they don't like me, after all, I want to be alone
greetings to my friend who is nicknamed Mochomo.