Montecarlo (feat. Khea)

Tell him he was right
To doubt me, to doubt you, to doubt us both
Between us there's a vibe, it goes beyond everything
Even that relationship

Hey, babe
It's 3 A.M. and you're crying in bed
I show up in a suit, bringing you a serenade
You’re not getting away tonight, 'cause we’re gonna prove your ex right

What a jerk
I’m not proud, but I’m glad he lost you
Now that you’re single and he’s dead to you, yeah
Tell me if there’s room on the weekends
I’ll sneak in through the window and we’ll make love

We met in Monte Carlo, passing the Fernet hand to hand
The kisses we never shared, tonight I’m gonna steal them
They’ll die of jealousy when they see us holding hands leaving the hotel
My name tattooed on your skin

I came to bring you peace, not to make you jealous, or for drama
The kisses we never shared, tonight I’m gonna take them
They’ll die of jealousy when my song plays on the radio, the one I dedicated to you
A shoutout to your ex, ha

What a jerk
I’m not proud, but I’m glad he lost you
Now that you’re single and he’s dead to you (KHEA, yeah)

A glance says more than a thousand words
And in one night, I made her mine without touching her
A few beers and we headed to the beach, eh, eh (to the beach)
On the way to the hotel, yeah, I stole a kiss, yeah

Baby, I know that loser left you alone
But you don’t need him (no), I’m here for you if you want me, yeah
I’ve got what you’re looking for and I’m eager to see you
That night in Monte Carlo wasn’t enough (KHEA, yeah)

There’s no one like her, I know, she knows it too
I’m following her tracks, looking for signs
I imagine my initials tattooed on her skin
I always want to see her and today she asked me: What’s up?

We met in Monte Carlo, passing the Fernet hand to hand
The kisses we never shared, tonight I’m gonna steal them
They’ll die of jealousy when they see us holding hands leaving the hotel
My name tattooed on your skin

I came to bring you peace, not to make you jealous, or for drama
The kisses we never shared, tonight I’m gonna take them
They’ll die of jealousy when my song plays on the radio, the one I dedicated to you
A shoutout to your ex

Who was a jerk (KHEA Young Flex)
I’m not proud (KHEA, yeah), but I’m glad he lost you (with Rusherking; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now that you’re single and he’s dead to you
Tell me if there’s room on the weekends (Argentina in the house, in the house)
I’ll sneak in through the window and we’ll make love