Popstar Dreams
I'm a
Rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Syke bitch I'm a popstar so you know I'm gonna pop
Had a couple homies but they sold me like a pawn shop
So, whenever I see 'em its a 1 on 1 like blacktop
But ima stop it and change the topic
King like LeBron, but I ain't flopping
Take tabs seeing kaleidoscopic
And also when I smoke exotic
Psychedelic, not narcotic
Use yo brain, better use yo logic
I'm on a roll, Hawaiian can't stop it
I get the bread, not a biscotti, uh yeah
My bitch a thotty, uh yeah
I love how she fuck me
But if she fuck with another one, you know I gotta cut it
Don't be a dummy
It hurts me because I love you
It hurts you because you love me
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
Taking DXM and now I'm living in the harmony
Yeah I love the drugs, but I think they harming me
Make my world a cartoon, and this movie starring me
Pop a Xan ok, it is really barring me
Pardon me, because you are boring me
Sleep on me, yeah they really snoring on me
I'm soaring B, edibles they got me floating B
Super geeked, yeah prescription glasses
Cause I'm super geeked lil bitch
We having sum fun under the sheets
I sing to that bitch like I'm drake
Bakery get that cake
Collect my pay, go to the bank
Smile on my face, smoking gas, no string, ain't laced
Not at home but I'm super based
I'm the one you can't replace
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
Rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Syke bitch I'm a popstar so you know I'm gonna pop
Had a couple homies but they sold me like a pawn shop
So, whenever I see 'em its a 1 on 1 like blacktop
But ima stop it and change the topic
King like LeBron, but I ain't flopping
Take tabs seeing kaleidoscopic
And also when I smoke exotic
Psychedelic, not narcotic
Use yo brain, better use yo logic
I'm on a roll, Hawaiian can't stop it
I get the bread, not a biscotti, uh yeah
My bitch a thotty, uh yeah
I love how she fuck me
But if she fuck with another one, you know I gotta cut it
Don't be a dummy
It hurts me because I love you
It hurts you because you love me
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
Taking DXM and now I'm living in the harmony
Yeah I love the drugs, but I think they harming me
Make my world a cartoon, and this movie starring me
Pop a Xan ok, it is really barring me
Pardon me, because you are boring me
Sleep on me, yeah they really snoring on me
I'm soaring B, edibles they got me floating B
Super geeked, yeah prescription glasses
Cause I'm super geeked lil bitch
We having sum fun under the sheets
I sing to that bitch like I'm drake
Bakery get that cake
Collect my pay, go to the bank
Smile on my face, smoking gas, no string, ain't laced
Not at home but I'm super based
I'm the one you can't replace
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
When you chase your dream
Ain't nothing that could stop you
Don't let nothing top you
Hit the side like flank or under until you on top too
And for them goofies that be hating on you
Let that shit be fuel
And let em know that you ain't tripping
Icee taught you to keep your cool
Credits
Writer(s): Jeyson Luntzer
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