Intro
Yeah baby, I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like that
You gotta believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like–

Verse 1: Cardi B
Now I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stunting, I like shining
I like million dollar deals, wheres my pen? Bitch Im signin
I like those Balenciagas, the ones that look like socks
I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch
I like texts from my exes when they want a second chance
I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I cant
They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body
Spicy mami, hot tamale
Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari
Hop out the stu, jump in the coupe (the coupe)
They trippin on top of the roof
Flexing on bitches as hard as I can
Eating halal, driving the Lam
Told that bitch Im sorry though
Bout my coins like Mario (Mario)
Yeah they call me Cardi B, I run this shit like cardio
Oh, damn

Chorus: Cardi B
Diamond district in the jag (I said I like it like that)
Certified, know Im gang, gang, gang, gang (I said I like it like–)
Drop the top and blow the brains (I said I like it like that)
Oh hes so handsome, whats his name? (I said I like it)
Oh I need the dollars (I said I like it like that)
Beat it up like piñatas (I said I like it like–)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that)
Bad bitch make him nervous (I said I like it)
Cardi B

Verse 2: Bad Bunny
Chambean, chambean, pero no jalan (¡jalan!)
Tú compras toa las Jordan, bobo, a mí me las regalan (jejeje)
I spend in the club (wuh), what you have in the bank (yeh)
This is the new religion, bang, en Latino gang, gang, yeh
Trato de hacer dieta (yeh), pero es que en el closet tengo mucha grasa (wuh)
Ya mude la Gucci pa dentro de casa, yeh (¡wuh!)
Cabrón, a ti no te conocen ni en Plaza (no)
El Diablo me llama pero Jesucristo me abraza (amén)
Guerrero como Eddie, que viva la raza, yeh
Me gustan boricuas, me gustan cubanas (*silbido*)
Me gusta el acento de las colombianas (¿qué hubo pues?)
Como mueve el culo la dominicana (¿qué lo que?)
Lo rico que me chingan las venezolanas (¡wuh!)
Andamos activos, Perico Pin Pin (woo)
Billetes de cien en el maletín (ching)
Que retumbe el bajo, Bobby Valentin, yeh (boo)
Aquí es prohibido amar, diles Charytín
Que pal picor les tengo Claritin
Yo llego a la disco y se forma el motín (rrr)

Chorus: Cardi B