LYRICS GAME

Hola, how are you, señorita?

I check Snapchat to see what you’re up to

What you’re up to

Mamacita, I’ll show you the prettiest places

In this world, have you packed yet?

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

I’d say

Cupid scored a bull’s-eye, babe

’Cause from today you’ve got a gold rapper

What, golf or chess?

Baby, I’m more into action

Love your booty

’Cause you like shaking that *ss like a Kardashian

Love your brown eyes

Love your brown skin

No matter where you are

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

Pack your bags

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

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