Popstar

[Intro]
Uh-huh
Now that I'm a p-pop-popstar
I'm gonna pop my shit like
Pop-pop-pop my shit like
Now I'm gonna pop my shit like
P-p-p-p-pop my shit like
Pop my shit like po—
Yeah, bitch, I'm gonna pop my shit like

[Verse 1]
I'm famous, I don't know you anymore
Out in New York 'cause I came on tour
You could've come with if you wasn't a whore
All of these rappers are such a bore
Sawdu Plushia, that's my username
I got a lot of fans and I'm new to fame
But I made it here for some reason
So I'm gonna pop my shit like

[Chorus]
Now that I'm a p-pop popstar
You want a last chance?
You ain't getting that far
'Cause I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar
Yeah, I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar

[Post-Chorus]
Now that I'm a p-pop popstar
Bombarding all the gay bars (Gaylord)
Sawdu Plushia photocards
Yeah, I'm a popstar, p-pop-popstar

[Verse 2]
I got a ouija board just incase I'm bored
Plushia in pink on my fake Dior
Gun on my belt, I break the law
He wanna makе amor, he wanna take a tour
I got what you want I ain't giving it up
Cooking Mama the way I'm whipping it up
I'm your plug and appliancе
K-Pop Icon, I am your bias
Ain't nothing about me common
But I run this shit like the House of Commons
Valak twerking in my cupboard
Fuck about and she might get summoned
Are you buying what I'm selling? I sell charm
Smoke bombs on my belt charm
Really cute femboy on my left arm
Pop shit then I cut, self harm

[Chorus]
Now that I'm a p-pop-popstar
You want a last chance?
You ain't getting that far
'Cause I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar
Yeah, I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar

[Refrain]
Now that I'm a p-pop-popstar
I'm gonna pop my shit like
Pop-pop-pop my shit like
Now I'm gonna pop my shit like
P-p-p-p-pop my shit like
Pop my shit like
Yeah, bitch, I'm gonna pop my shit like (Huh, huh)

[Verse 3]
Watch this, I'm feeling toxic
Psychedelic and electronic
Sawdu Plushia, bitch, I'm the most known
F-U-C-K-U, that's my post code
Big star, who the fuck let these tramps in?
Pixar get the lamp and I'm trampling
Yeah, I'm traumatic and I'm erratic
Super fanatic, high as an attic
He said he likes my style I said
"Okay, alright, okay, alright, who doesn't?"
Devil in red, done up buttons
Getting bread but I don't fuck cousins
They didn't know me back when I was Prussian
Now when I ride a percussion I start a discussion
Like, are you fucking dumb?
I spit hard and I arrange my drums

[Chorus]
Now that I'm a p-pop popstar
You want a last chance?
You ain't getting that far
'Cause I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar
Yeah, I'm a popstar
P-pop-popstar

[Post-Chorus]
Now that I'm a p-pop popstar
Bombarding all the gay bars (Gaylord)
Sawdu Plushia photocards
Yeah, I'm a popstar, p-pop-popstar

[Refrain]
Now that I'm a p-pop popstar
I'm gonna pop my shit like
Pop pop pop my shit like
Now I'm gonna pop my shit like
P-p-p-p-pop my shit like (Yeah)
Pop my shit like (Fuck me)
Yeah, bitch, I'm gonna pop my shit like (Wah)

[Outro]
I'm Sawdu Plushia
He-he-he-he-he, mwah