Hola, how are you, señorita?
I check Snapchat to see what you’re up to
Mamacita, I’ll show you the prettiest places
In this world, have you packed yet?
Señorita, be my Adriana Lima
You’re addictive like FIFA
We’ll meet for Moloko and shisha
Viva la vida loca, mamacita
I’ll book us with the Visa
Straight a flight to Costa Rica
I ride in the Bentley, you’re so sexy
And if you want, we’ll ride jet skis
I check your Insta story and like every pic of you
Add me on Snapchat, send your ex away
When you’re with me, I’ll blow you away right away
I check your Insta story and like every pic of you
Man, I follow you on Instagram
And check out your stories
I fly through the comments
Everybody gets weak at your body
I double tap and like your pictures
You don’t need it at all, that f*cking dog filter
Nice like Kendall or Kylie
You can rock anything, baby, sneakers or high heels
Vacation, sightseeing, you can move in with me
Look how it’s waiting, your Philipp Plein jeans
Love your style, you’re worth everything
I like you ’cause you don’t worship me like a superstar
But I’m the one who worships you like a superstar
That’s why we cruise in the Lamborghini Huracán to the sea
Rappers wanna talk cash, babe
But only I show you the finest hotels in every city
With the jet through the night
Tomorrow we’ll land in Costa Rica
Pietro, sing it for the mamacitas
Señorita, be my Adriana Lima
You’re addictive like FIFA
We’ll meet for Moloko and shisha
Viva la vida loca, mamacita
I’ll book us with the Visa
Straight a flight to Costa Rica
I ride in the Bentley, you’re so sexy
And if you want, we’ll ride jet skis
I check your Insta story
And like every pic of you
Add me on Snapchat, send your ex away
When you’re with me, I’ll blow you away right away
I check your Insta story
And like every pic of you
Cupid scored a bull’s-eye, babe
’Cause from today you’ve got a gold rapper
Baby, I’m more into action
’Cause you like shaking that *ss like a Kardashian
Love your brown eyes
People can’t stop staring
I really thought I’d never trust a woman again
’Cause most just see my money and they bounce
A hundred thousand likes on your photos
So sexy, your skin smells like coconut
And when I see you, I’m in player mode
Tennis club, Kay One, blue-white polos
The Versace dress looks best on you
But you’d rather wear shorts
From More Money More Fashion
Tomorrow we’re flying to Costa Rica
Pietro, sing it for the mamacitas
Señorita, be my Adriana Lima
You’re addictive like FIFA
We’ll meet for Moloko and shisha
Viva la vida loca, mamacita
I’ll book us with the Visa
Straight a flight to Costa Rica
I ride in the Bentley, you’re so sexy
And if you want, we’ll ride jet skis
I check your Insta story
And like every pic of you
When you’re with me, I’ll blow you away right away
I check your Insta story
And like every pic of you