That girl has something I can’t explain (explain)
They broke her heart as if it were made of glass
When the windows fog up it’s because I make her scream (scream)
I was the one who made her forget about that guy
That was nothing, turn the page
I don’t know how it would be if she wasn’t here
You’re more mine than yours, you’ll see
If it dawns, raise the curtains
That was nothing, turn the page (Ah)
I don’t know how it would be if she wasn’t here (Ah, ah, ah)
You’re more mine than yours, you’ll see
If it dawns, raise the curtains
That girl has something I can’t explain
They broke her heart as if it were made of glass
When the windows fog up it’s because I make her scream
I was the one who made her forget about that guy
The Maison Margiela hoodie so it fits you too
I spend my time monitoring her, I had to block you on social media
I made a Finsta for her to add me, she deliberately eats up captions
That guy keeps snoring at me, I might see him and get tangled up
You like feeling desired
If they ask me, no, no, I don’t know anything
I’m going to your country in a couple of weeks
We’re the ones who always call late
I made you forget about that jerk
I made you think I could even read your tarot
I climbed all the levels
Touching herself while I was driving, she declared herself to me
That girl has something I can’t explain
They broke her heart as if it were made of glass
When the windows fog up it’s because I make her scream
I was the one who made her forget about that guy (Young Kingz, baby)
That was nothing, turn the page
I don’t know how it would be if she wasn’t here
You’re more mine than yours, you’ll see
If it dawns, raise the curtains
That was nothing, turn the page (Ah)
I don’t know how it would be if she wasn’t here (Ah, ah, ah)
You’re more mine than yours, you’ll see
If it dawns, raise the curtains
I say good morning with the morning
I forbid her to call on camera when the car is full
Wherever she’s hanging out, I take her with me
And tell that jerk not to snore at me
Tell him when and where and I’ll show up
I know, what bites him is that right now I’m the one who raises your wild side
It’s that you’re mine now
That girl has something I can’t explain
They broke her heart as if it were made of glass
When the windows fog up it’s because I make her scream (-ing)
I was the one who made her forget about that guy
Blame me and screw everything, seriously
And an Argentine for me, one in Buenos Aires specifically, but
I’m coming to your country, got it?
So you know, nothing more, ah