Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience
Direct flight to your mouth, from Málaga to Saturn
People have gone crazy, they think they're the psychologists on call
It doesn't bother me, nor do I ask their reasons
If seeing them f*cked me up, I'd worry
Some have poison in their hearts
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Tell me what the f*ck stops you?
I stick with the people that look me in the face
Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience
I don't whitewash the treasure anymore
For enjoying them so many times
If I like that people smile
It doesn't bother me, nor do I ask their reasons
If seeing them f*cked me up I'd worry
Some have poison in their hearts
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Tell me what the f*ck stops you?
I stick with the people that look me in the face
Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience
Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience
Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience
Many say that they know me
But they have no idea who I am
Flash, flash, lots of clickbait, lots of fake
I give them way too much patience