Popstar
Oh bitch, I'ma make it
I don't gotta say shit
You gon' see me everywhere that you go
And I think it's crazy
They see me they don't say shit
Soon they gon' be pulling up to sold out shows
Billboard chasing
Heart still vacant
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'll have money to blow
They all say I'm changing
Get money and replace 'em
Bitches and the drugs
I swear they all come and go
Oh, I just wanna be a rockstar
Top pop charts
Trap popstar
Rocked up
Diamonds dancing, screaming free the whole gang
Lock jaw
Getting lock jaw
From the drugs that I can't stop
Pills for the pain
Like they told me
I'm an addict
On my sad shit
Get boy bands
Spend it like I never had it
I'm a loose screw, magic
Get a bag now you look like Brad Pitt
Always with a bad bitch
I love me for the drugs we do
She only love me for the drugs we do
Get a little fame, and now they all fuck with you
Sad life, tour life
It's the sad truth
Only short nigga walkin' every runway
I want bitches screaming, fainting when they see me
Take your girl after the show and fuck her my way
Niggas hatin' 'cause I know they wanna be me
I been sinning so much, take me back to Sunday
Models, skinny bitches sniffing Justin Bieber
My Chemical Romance is with the money
Said she love me but you know I don't believe her, yeah
And when I walk in, bitches send top without talking
Walk in, haters getting hot, niggas watchin'
Walk in, bitches send top without talking
Walk in, haters getting hot
They just watching
I just wanna die a star on the pavement
Front page magazine like Britney
Living life like the rich and the famous
Numb the pain with the drugs like Lindsay
Paparazzi lose my cool like Kanye
Vlone Denims on me straight from Bari
Styled with some shit you never heard of
PJ flights from Paris just for parties
Oh bitch, I'ma make it
I don't gotta say shit
You gon' see me everywhere you go
And I think it's crazy
They see me, they don't say shit
Soon they gon' be pulling up to sold out shows
Billboard chasing
Heart still vacant
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'll have money to blow
They all say I'm changing
Get money and replace 'em
Bitches and the drugs
I swear they all come and go
Oh, I just wanna be a rockstar
Top pop charts
Trap popstar
Rocked up
Diamonds dancing, screaming free the whole gang
Lock jaw
Getting lock jaw
From the drugs that I can't stop
Pills for the pain
Like they told me
I'm an addict
On my sad shit
Get boy bands
Spend it like I never had it
I'm a loose screw, magic
Get a bag now you look like Brad Pitt
Always with a bad bitch
That love me for the drugs we do
I don't gotta say shit
You gon' see me everywhere that you go
And I think it's crazy
They see me they don't say shit
Soon they gon' be pulling up to sold out shows
Billboard chasing
Heart still vacant
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'll have money to blow
They all say I'm changing
Get money and replace 'em
Bitches and the drugs
I swear they all come and go
Oh, I just wanna be a rockstar
Top pop charts
Trap popstar
Rocked up
Diamonds dancing, screaming free the whole gang
Lock jaw
Getting lock jaw
From the drugs that I can't stop
Pills for the pain
Like they told me
I'm an addict
On my sad shit
Get boy bands
Spend it like I never had it
I'm a loose screw, magic
Get a bag now you look like Brad Pitt
Always with a bad bitch
I love me for the drugs we do
She only love me for the drugs we do
Get a little fame, and now they all fuck with you
Sad life, tour life
It's the sad truth
Only short nigga walkin' every runway
I want bitches screaming, fainting when they see me
Take your girl after the show and fuck her my way
Niggas hatin' 'cause I know they wanna be me
I been sinning so much, take me back to Sunday
Models, skinny bitches sniffing Justin Bieber
My Chemical Romance is with the money
Said she love me but you know I don't believe her, yeah
And when I walk in, bitches send top without talking
Walk in, haters getting hot, niggas watchin'
Walk in, bitches send top without talking
Walk in, haters getting hot
They just watching
I just wanna die a star on the pavement
Front page magazine like Britney
Living life like the rich and the famous
Numb the pain with the drugs like Lindsay
Paparazzi lose my cool like Kanye
Vlone Denims on me straight from Bari
Styled with some shit you never heard of
PJ flights from Paris just for parties
Oh bitch, I'ma make it
I don't gotta say shit
You gon' see me everywhere you go
And I think it's crazy
They see me, they don't say shit
Soon they gon' be pulling up to sold out shows
Billboard chasing
Heart still vacant
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'll have money to blow
They all say I'm changing
Get money and replace 'em
Bitches and the drugs
I swear they all come and go
Oh, I just wanna be a rockstar
Top pop charts
Trap popstar
Rocked up
Diamonds dancing, screaming free the whole gang
Lock jaw
Getting lock jaw
From the drugs that I can't stop
Pills for the pain
Like they told me
I'm an addict
On my sad shit
Get boy bands
Spend it like I never had it
I'm a loose screw, magic
Get a bag now you look like Brad Pitt
Always with a bad bitch
That love me for the drugs we do
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Writer(s): Dirty Blonde
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