Drama B, CryJaxx - POPSTAR lyrics

We back drama B and CryJaxx
You know i got the

Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

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
2022, I came to fuck it up, ayy
I want a long life, a legendary one
I want a quick death, and an easy one
I want a pretty girl, and an honest one
I want this drink, and another one
And I'm troublesome i'm a popstar
But this shit ain't bubblegum
You would probably think my
Manager is Scooter Braun
But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan
Ayy look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
It can take as many charges as it needs to
My girl that shit platinum just like
All of my releases, my girl
Niggas come for me, I tear
Them all to pieces, my girl
I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is
My girl please don't take no shit that's
'bout to have you geekin'
And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I
Gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the

Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Man, how the fuck?
Two, four, six, eight watches, factory
So they appreciate crown in my hand and
I'm really playin' keep-away
Shit don't even usually get this
Big without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw
Naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends, we
Can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the

Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like
I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor