I'm a fucking star, on my mama
I've been raising all you hoes since 2012 y no pido nada
I just want flowers on Mother's Day, solo llaman pa' pedir
How you got a bone to pick with me? No pido ni royalties
Haz el bien, no mires a quién
Suerte que hablo con mi abuela a menudo
Si no, a más de uno le quito la fe en Dios
Me la sudan tus discos de oro, no me quiero retirar en un yate
El win ya lo tengo escuchándote a ti, suenas a mí
How you got a bone to pick with me? No pido ni royalties
I just want flowers on Mother's Day, solo llaman pa' pedir
(Y yo ya los veo venir)
And I'm an athlete with it, elite, still get my 8 hours sleep
I've been to parties in LA, I know what they all mean
I lived the life you wish you had way before you could speak
I've been to hell and made it back, all in these Gucci sneaks
And I threw them away, all I can say is none of it means anything
And no handshake is innocent
I just want my flowers on Mother's Day
(Solo llaman pa' pedir)