Got It All

I got a couple dollars
I got a couple friends
I got a couple voices in my head
A bottle of Lambrusco, a Benny's Pawn Shop guitar
I drive a dirty shoe box car
I got some marijuana but I'm too scared to fly
And I think I got the rona down in Paraguay
Oh never mind, it was Mexico City
With my brother Andresillo while we ate in the streets

I had a little ruca that I left back home, oh
She really loved me, I really thought so
But her husband called so she had to go home
And I drove off on a long Texas road
And now I'm crashing in the middle of the state
Cuz Joe Ben opened up the doors to his place
A Penny-dog barks and then she licks my face
I think I got it all

I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I got it all

I got my abuelita, got my crazy folks
I got joint pain since I was four
And a college degree that I've never seen
I got Macbook Air 2013
I got two, three, four credit cards
I got two, three, four all maxed out
I got four, five, six STDs
I got bad jokes and no TV
I got everything and nothing
Macaroni in the oven
Poker face and I ain't never bluffing
Cooking chicken in the kitchen
Seeing faces on the ceiling
I got mental problems, homie
I got a porn addiction
I got major depression
I got cans of Chef Boyardee
I got a little pee-pee, I got whole lot of TP
I got everything I need
Yeah

I got it all
I think I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I think I got it all
I got it, I got it
I got it all
I think I think I got it all
I got it, I got it



Credits
Writer(s): Javier Garcia
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