Popstar

We back. Drama be in projects. Dammit, Kel. Bi-bi-bitches calling my phone like I'm Locked up nonstop. Fr-fr-from the plane to the fucking helicopter, Yacht. Cops pulling up, think I'm giving drugs out. Not now, I'm a pop star, not a dope Boy. The-hey, I want a long life, A legendary one. Want a quick death, easy one. I want a pretty girl, e-e-honest One. Want this drink. Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy. Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, Ayy. Yeah, last year, I kept it on the Tuck, ayy. Twenty-twenty-two, I came to fuck it up, Ayy. Want a long life, a legendary one. I want a quick death, Easy one. I-want a pretty girl, E-and an honest one. I want this drink, drink, Like the one, And I'm troublesome. I'm a pop star, but this shit ain't bubblegum. You a pilot, then my manager a scooter, Bra. Told my manager, "Twenty hundred, Buddha calm." Ayy, bitches calling my phone like I'm Locked up nonstop. Fr-fr-from the plane to the fucking helicopter, Yacht. Cops pulling up, think I'm giving drugs out. Not now, I'm a pop star, not a dope Boy. The-hey, I want long life, A legendary I want a quick death, E-I want pretty girl, e- Honest one. I Want This drink