Pop star

Ay, ay, ay
Told that nigga check my pay stubs
Tell me with the answer
Yeah my girl a pop star yeah my girl a dancer
Smoked that boy like cigarette but I ain't got no cancer
Twenty by the summer time you know the boy a cancer

Said she wanted Juno now I told that girl she random
Makin' all this money and I hold that shit for ransom
No, no, no, yeah, yeah
Makin' all this money And I hold that shit for ransom

Yeah, all these diamonds gettin' flurry
Makin' all this money I'ma do it in a hurry
Messin' with the money man This shit might get you buried
Juno goin' up today so we ain't gotta worry

Ring on my phone, pick it up, who that is, ay?
I can't see the time because big diamonds on my wrist, ay
You know Juno livin' life so I might take a risk, ay
All these niggas hit me up so I might make a list, ay

If I make a move you know I get it through my mrs, ay
Ballin' out like every season I ain't never miss, ay
Time on the low but you cool, that's a diss, ay
Juno never spend another minute out of place, aye

Told that nigga check my pay stubs
Tell me with the answer
Yeah my girl a pop star yeah my girl a dancer
Smoked that boy like cigarette but I ain't got no cancer
Twenty by the summer time you know the boy a cancer

Said she wanted Juno now I told that girl she random
Makin' all this money and I hold that shit for ransom
No, no, no, yeah, yeah
Makin' all this money And I hold that shit for ransom

Told that nigga check my pay stubs
Tell me with the answer
Yeah my girl a pop star yeah my girl a dancer
Smoked that boy like cigarette but I ain't got no cancer
Twenty by the summer time you know the boy a cancer
Ay, ay, ay



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Writer(s): Johnn Charles
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