Marathon Lyrics – Becky G

Read the full Marathon lyrics by Becky G and Elkan along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Becky G’s music, you can also explore Sorry Papi and 5’5, two other songs by Becky G.

[Chorus: Becky G]
¿Quién es esa en el runway? Mamacita tan s*xy
Chiquitita con heels on, wanna see me rock to the rhythm
Pulling off ese Maybelline, who gon’ strut for the world to see?
Who gon’ get disrespectful? You gon’ stomp on the table
Quieren humo ‘e mi hookah (Hookah), ser el oro en mi nuca (Nuca)
Head to toe in some new, new, badass b!tch in some Miu Miu
Me robó su atención (–tención), ¿de dónde you come from? (Come from)
Mexicana, bom-bom (Dale), estas perras no pueden seguirme este maratón (Prr, ah)

[Post-Chorus: Becky G]
These b!tches could never keep up with the marathon
You running laps on them
Nike run up on them
You run the track on them (Workout)
You balling up on them (Workout)
You wipe your nose with them (Workout)
They ain’t got s*it to say
You busting up on them

[Verse 1: Elkan]
You flexing up on them ’cause they got a problem, you stunting and flexing, you stepping correct ’cause they jelly (Flex on them, they jelly)
Can’t run a mile in your—
They can’t run a mile in your shoes and they and they jelly
You flexing up on them, you causing destruction, you take the whole pie knowing they can’t do nothing, they jelly (Flex on them, they jelly)
Can’t run a mile in your—
These b!tches could never keep up with a—

[Chorus: Becky G]
¿Quién es esa en el runway? Mamacita tan s*xy
Chiquitita con heels on, wanna see me rock to the rhythm
Pulling off ese Maybelline, who gon’ strut for the world to see?
Who gon’ get disrespectful? You gon’ stomp on the table
Quieren humo ‘e mi hookah (Hookah), ser el oro en mi nuca (Nuca)
Head to toe in some new, new, badass b!tch in some Miu Miu
Me robó su atención (–tención), ¿de dónde you come from? (Come from)
Mexicana, bom-bom (Dale), estas perras no pueden seguirme este maratón (Prr, ah)

[Interlude]
Fiesta loca
A mí me provoca

[Verse 2: Becky G]
They wanna move like me, they wanna step like me
I told that b!tch catch up, I told ’em take a knee
Thank God I’m still prayed up, got crosses on my jeans
Never backed down, never gave up, I am the lottery
Talk is cheap, so, boy, just dead it
Tryna get on top of me
Run up, I’ma keep him sweating
Camera, keep the lights on

[Chorus: Becky G]
¿Quién es esa en el runway? Mamacita tan s*xy
Chiquitita con heels on, wanna see me rock to the rhythm
Pulling off ese Maybelline, who gon’ strut for the world to see?
Who gon’ get disrespectful? You gon’ stomp on the table

[Post-Chorus: Becky G]
These b!tches could never keep up with the marathon
You running laps on them
Nike run up on them
You run the track on them (Workout)
You balling up on them (Workout)
You wipe your nose with them (Workout)
They ain’t got s*it to say
You busting up on them