This is a song about "Me muero por vos"

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Even confusing me bitch stop accusing me

And now that i’m getting money

Boys tell me they love me

So gon' and be my dealer baby

They fucking me and loving me

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Thot it was about me all about me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

Come near me (come near me)

Mama made her pretty

You can't cuss me, parr me

Don't worry bout a thang baby

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

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