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Popstar
Popstar Benny
Popstar worldwide
I wanna be a popstar girl
Popstar worldwide, popstar worldwide, popstar wโ, ha
It's like a tongue-twister
Popstar worldwide
I know that life ain't fair, I'm a rare young nigga
Too player to compare me to niggas
Don't care about the public opinion
I was broke, they ain't care 'bout my feelings
Got paid and ain't shit changed
It's now, at least they pretend they do
I was broke, turned one into two
If I can't bust 'em, I'm beatin' 'em blue
No, I can't trust 'em, like "Fuck 'em, don't care if we cool"
I'm a sneaky, young janky-ass dude
If I'm speakin', then shut up, stupid
If I'm hurtin', then help out, bitch
You made a hundred like "Good job, stupid,"
But tell me what you made your man
Still try to steal so I learn from friends
My Akh' put a Glock in my hands
Slim, it's a war outside, he ain't tight yeah?
Chill, I'm a artist, not a civilian
In the airport, I'm a bad boy, got that big, mm-mm, full of ditties
Your favorite rapper a bitch
I'm thinkin' 'bout robbin', nigga
I'm thinkin' 'bout robbin' the city
I'm thinkin' 'bout robbin' the, uh
I'm thinkin' 'bout goin' to the countryside
And thinkin' 'bout robbin' niggas
I'm thinkin' 'bout goin' to the White House, nigga
I'm thinkin' 'bout robbin' niggas
I'm thinkin' 'bout goin' to the, uh, uh, uh
Breaking and enterin'
I feel like that nigga play with me, I feel like facing a sentence
I feel like ridin' around wit' a hundred shots on somethin' offensive
I tell that ho, "I know how this shit go, just mind your business"
I left a stick inside my other bitch 'cause I be trippin'
My other leg Dipset, I don't spend time with the bitch
I don't wan' spend nothin' on her
But I spent some thousands on some trips
I'm so fucked up, I can't even compliment the bitch
Lay that ho out, pull my pants up, then I dip out when I dip I-
They killed my brother Rico, I'm tryna find who did it
I be in town at five, I'm flyin' in wit' ditties
I feel like Skinny, I got two cups with me
Bet I'm too up, I'm tryna buy a new kidney, old one used up
Yeah, ayy
Here you go
We gon' get you gone, bro
I'm talkin' 'bout
We gon' bury you in the dirt and we gon' stone you to death
Me and six hundred niggas
Gon' have you up against the wall
And we all gon' shoot a hundred round clip at you, bro
We gon' burn your house down
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