HFG - High Fashion Girl (part. El Guincho)

I gotta see you, I ain't got no luck (uh-uh-uh)
Tell me what to do to convince you (uh-uh-uh-uh)
You say nothing, I’m left for dead (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I’m left for dead (uh)

Go wild if I kiss your lips
You know Jacob can easily get you hyped (okay, okay)
She doesn’t let anyone touch her, not even a sniff of the coke
Focused on her bills, pays them when it’s time

Traveling with a crew, from Khalid to [?]
Also to the States, not from Barcelona (no, no)
Go wild and that just gets me going (go wild)
When I’m with you, time flies by

You only wear Moschino (oh), Balmain (oh)
You don’t know how I get my money, babe
Look, I’m trying to play it cool, girl (skrrt, skrrt)
She’s always listening to the Latinos, Balvin

The number of my strap just like the Grammy numbers (19)
I’m talking to El Guincho to see if I can slide into Miami (okay)
Without stepping in the USA, I’ve flown kilos from Cali (pium)
Pass me the drop, 100 thieves like Ali’s crew
With respect, I sell your friend

Go wild if I kiss your lips
You know Jacob can easily get you hyped
She doesn’t let anyone touch her, not even a sniff of the coke
Focused on her bills, pays them when it’s time

You only wear Moschino (oh), Balmain (oh)
You don’t know how I get my money, babe
Look, I’m trying to play it cool, girl
She’s always listening to the Latinos, Balvin (prr)

She says her stress is rising
I want to spend the whole weekend with her (what?)
She says the way I talk makes me think I’m Galileo (eh)
She doesn’t want my CD (hey), now she wants me to fly (eh) to RD (eh)

I’m stacking, stacking, stacking and I don’t spend the cash
While I’m burning, sitting back, I watch her through all the smoke
Girl, I’m no good at love but you got a body
That leaves me speechless, didn’t mean to come off cocky (cocky)

Go wild if I kiss your lips
You know Jacob can easily get you hyped
She doesn’t let anyone touch her (no), not even a sniff of the coke
Focused on her bills, pays them when it’s time

You only wear Moschino, Balmain
You don’t know how I get my money, babe
Look, I’m trying to play it cool, girl
She’s always listening to the Latinos, Balvin

You only wear Moschino, Balmain
You don’t know how I get my money, babe
Look, I’m trying to play it cool, girl
She’s always listening to the Latinos, Balvin

It’s the G
With the B, B, B, B
It’s the G
With the B, B, B, B
Go wild