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I’m a Pop-star, cruising in a fast car
I’m a Rock-star, whip it like NASCAR
I’ma go hard, yeah, I’ll go far
Check my numbers, b#tch, yeah, I’m off the charts
Hit my flip phone, yeah, I know you want it though
I might disappear, I might go home
Celebrity, yeah, V.I.P
Look at me, cameras on me
Now I’m laying on the floor, bloody knife, It’s my cure
Delete all my accounts, I don’t care anymore
I’m okay bro, I’m not really okay, though
If you say so, believe it when I tell you, hoe
Black jeans, Black dress, you know how I f#ckin’ dress
Left her, now she my ex, in my bed I get that rest
Come with me backstage, I’ll cut off my head
Let’s go get wrecked, kiss me ’til I’m dead, I’m upset
Take off your pretty pink lipstick
Open your mouth, show you how my kids taste
I’m a Pop-star, cruising in a fast car
I’m a Rock-star, whip it like NASCAR
I’ma go hard, yeah, I’ll go far
Check my numbers, b#tch, yeah, I’m off the charts
Hit my flip phone, yeah, I know you want it though
I might disappear, I might go home
Celebrity, yeah, V.I.P
Look at me, cameras on me
I know you see me dressed in Abercrombie
I know you see me walking like a zombie
I know you like when you harm
Paparazzi in the hallway, I know they saw me
You are really weird though, I don’t like your face, hoe
Rip off my shirt, I don’t need no clothes, hoe
Celebrity lifestyle, I’m a Popstar
I feel like a rock star, cruising in a fast car
Pop the tag off, I feel so rich
In my new kicks, I got Gucci flips
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend, I don’t wanna hit
Five-star celebrity, I feel like a Sim
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