[Intro | sparse guitar, light percussion] (Instrumental) [Verse | Mexican nylon guitar, rasgueado] Be working at Taco Bell This self-important B-M-W driving woman pulls up to the drive through [Pre-Chorus | rising energy, spoken emphasis] "I want a bean burrito with EXTRA sauce, last time I ordered extra sauce and didn't get it. I just want ONE bean burrito with EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA [Chorus | full reggaeton beat, bright Mexican guitar] EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. EXTRA EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. [Chorus | full reggaeton beat, bright Mexican guitar] EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. EXTRA EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. [Verse | storytelling, rhythmic guitar accents] I know what do. Every time she said EXTRA, I pushed the extra button on the computer Guy making food looks at me with confusion THE WOMAN WANTS EXTRA SAUCE TIMES TEN, LETS GIVE IT TO HER Smears on the beans and onions, then dips a total of eleven ladles of red sauce on that. It's basically now a burrito flour that has made into a cylinder and filled with red sauce and then carefully wrapped up. Give woman food, she drives away SIXTY SECONDS LATER THE GATES OF HELL OPEN Woman storms inside with red sauce all over her lap, on her shirt, every where "I WANT TO SEE THE ONE IN CHARGE YOU GUYS RUINED MY CLOTHES AND MY CAR" I am the manager maam, whats the problem? "THEY PUT TOO MUCH RED SAUCE IN MY BURRITO W-T-F™ Ma'am, we gave you exactly what you wanted. A bean burrito with eleven scoops of red sauce, and we didn't even charge you extra for the sauce. What is the problem? Huge grin on my face the entire time "COME LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID TO MY CAR" Looks inside the B-M-W brand new with red sauce every where the burrito bomb blew in the driver's seat and tray. top lel that day. top lel that day. [Outro — repeat chorus until fade | soft guitar, reggaeton percussion fading] [Callback Chorus] EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. EXTRA EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. [Fade-out repeating chorus lines] EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. EXTRA EXTRA, EXTRA sauce. [End]