This is a song about "Me muero por vos"

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Just tell me, tell me, tell me if u love me

Hey, must be the money

Come near me (come near me)

I’m tryna be low key

But just let me be me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

History showing me the majority will hate me without even knowing me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Boys tell me they love me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Thot it was about me all about me