Popular (with Playboi Carti & Madonna) - From The Idol Vol. 1 (Music from the HBO Original Series)

I've seen the devil
Down Sunset
In every place
In every face

Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh

Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah) she's livin' her life (uh)
Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (uh, yeah, uh)
But if you knew her (yeah), she lives a lie
She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh

Oh, I know what she needs (oh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me, uh (oh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh

Every night (every night, uh), she prays to the sky
Flashin' lights is all she ever wanted (yeah)

Beggin' on her knees to be popular
That's her dream, to be popular (hey)
Kill anyone to be popular (hm)
Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey)
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular

Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-uh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular

I know that you see me (huh), time's gone by
Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights
Try to own it (uh), but I'm alright (yuh)
You can't take my soul without a - fight (uh, oh)

Oh, I know what she needs (oh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (uh)

Ooh, every night (every night), she prays to the sky (oh)
Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see (yuh)

Beggin' on her knees to be popular (uh)
That's her dream, to be popular (hey)
Kill anyone to be popular (hm)
Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey)
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular

Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh)

Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular

Eat me and money, I'ma keepin' it
I'm gettin' can and I'm kickin' it
Money on top of me, money on top of her
Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular

Pop-popular, born to be popular
She in debt, 20 mill', but she run it up
She can never be broke 'cause she popular
Turn the webcam on for the followers

(Yuh, yeah) beggin' on her knees to be popular
That's her dream, to be popular (hey)
Kill anyone to be popular
Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey)
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Mikailin, Michael John Walker, Samuel Abraham Levinson, Johnny Flippin, Abel Tesfaye, Jordan Terrell Carter, Leland Tyler Wayne, Mike Dean
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