Pop Star Lyrics – Trap Jayy
Singer: Trap Jayy
Title: Pop Star
All this damn fashion, got me feeling like a popstar (Popstar)
n#gg#s say they ’bout it but they be the last to pop out (Pop out)
Too much damn money in my pockets, got a lot now ({?})
What you sayin’ homie? Steady grinding for the bustdown
Big change, want them diamonds, this ain’t on your neck though (Neck though)
Grinding for that feeling, gotta get this f#cking check, oh (Gotta get it)
n#gg#s really hatin’ ’cause they know I’m up next, oh (Why you hatin’?)
b#tches really trippin’, mind your business while you stuck at four, hoe
Young n#gg# sixteen with a whole lotta crib
Can’t f#ck with the team, Mike Amiri, Billie Jean
Margielas on my feet, b#tch, you jealous ’cause of me
Teach you lessons, take a seat, change the game, only me
With my team bustin’ moves, she decide that I can’t cruise
Count a hundred back-to-back, yeah, you know how it do
n#gg#s quick to switch up like the seasons
All these n#gg#s really hatin’ for no reason
b#tch, you buggin’, count a hundred just like {?}
Got your shawty on my side countin’ all my money
Yeah, she with it, yeah, she down, she f#ck with how we movin’
Hit a stain in a second, you can’t see the movement
I’m just coolin’ and your shawty tryna kick it with me
I’m just sayin’ “Better watch your girl when she around me”
It ain’t safe for these n#gg#s, I can feel they jealousy
f#ck a one R-20’s, you can feel my energy
You can feel my energy
It ain’t safe for these n#gg#s, I can feel they jealousy
It ain’t real for you, n#gg#s, tryna get {?} of me
That MAC {?}
All this damn fashion, got me feeling like a popstar (Popstar)
n#gg#s say they ’bout it but they be the last to pop out (Pop out)
Too much damn money in my pockets, got a lot now ({?})
What you sayin’ homie? Steady grinding for the bustdown
Big change, want them diamonds, this ain’t on your neck though (Neck though)
Grinding for that feeling, gotta get this f#cking check, oh (Gotta get it)
n#gg#s really hatin’ ’cause they know I’m up next, oh (Why you hatin’?)
b#tches really trippin’, mind your business while you stuck at four, hoe
b#tches really trippin’, mind your business while you stuck at four
n#gg#s really hatin’ ’cause they know I’m up next, oh
Chasin’ all that paper, got me f#ckin’ with the money, hoe
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