[Verse 1:]
It's just me and la cucaracha tonight,
Cold pizza with the hot Sriracha tonight,
Apple TV, Comcast, don't know what to watcha tonight,
Shoulda had ya when I had ya, now I wish I gotcha tonight.
[Chorus – x2:]
You can hit my line
If you ain't on shit,
If you tryna smoke.
[Verse 2:]
I guess I'll file the cabinets, fix the disha washa, tonight, lot of activities.
Feed the fishes, twist a swisha, while I mix the pasta tonight, multitasking.
Tube socks, white briefs gold wrista watcha tonight, fancy attire.
On the sofa posted perfect selfie picture posture tonight, Snapchat, bitch!
[Chorus – x2]
[Verse 3:]
This is not the castle, this is just the casa tonight,
Ain't no Nala so my Simba ain't gon' be Mufasa tonight,
Only dust and shadows comin' from la cucaracha tonight,
But if you eva in the hood like Mr. Rogers, hit my.
[Chorus – x2]