DINERO y FAMA (feat. Myke Towers)
Omar Montes
Money and Fame (feat. Myke Towers)
Young Kingz, baby, eh
O-O-Ovy On The Drums
Got my Balenciaga leather jacket to keep me warm
On the first date, they already wanna give it up
I don’t fall in love, I’m just trying to make it
They asked me out and I don’t know if I should go, hey
I don’t feel anything, just the cold
You left without a word and left an empty hole
I trust no one, living in a challenge
Temporary loves got me feeling so damn bitter
A real one, I can’t find
Do you wanna be with my money or with me?
Do you wanna sleep with my fame or with me?
To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol
I don’t feel anything, just the cold
You left without a word and left an empty hole
I trust no one, living in a challenge
Temporary loves got me feeling so damn bitter
A real one, I can’t find
Do you wanna be with my money or with me?
Do you wanna sleep with my fame or with me?
To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol
I already know my Catwoman is a player, but damn, she knows how to party
She always leaves and never gives a heads up, I can’t stand it
They told me she’s hanging out with her friend in Ibiza
And she falls for your credit card
She wants it to spend on Louis V
Bottega, Margiela, leather and little fabric
She doesn’t want relationships
She prefers to party on the jet to Coachella
Po-po-pulling for money, we fight, but then we make up
She always asks for more
I give her more, never less
I wanna see that booty again and pull your hair
Ya-ya-ya-ya I don’t feel anything, just the cold
You left without a word and left an empty hole
I trust no one, living in a challenge
Temporary loves got me feeling so damn bitter
A real one, I can’t find
Do you wanna be with my money or with me?
Do you wanna sleep with my fame or with me?
To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol
I’m hitting the Gelato and Jack Daniel's
If it’s not with you, I don’t want anyone
I’m craving to do it until I pass out
To see who you’re with, I hired Inspector Gadget
You left without saying anything, that’s not cool
Now you’re posting pics with captions
Looking to replace you, none of them satisfy
You know I’ll be watching no matter what happens
Your hood is hot, but I’m staying low-key
Even at your place, there are still things left
The song I dedicated to you, babe, was a hit
I think of you driving with the windows down through the woods, because
A real one, I can’t find
Do you wanna be with my money or with me?
Do you wanna sleep with my fame or with me?
To forget you, I mix weed with alcohol
I don’t feel anything, just the cold
You left without a word and left an empty hole
I trust no one, living in a challenge
Temporary loves got me feeling so damn bitter