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letra de fake popstar*** - irodneyy

chorus (irodneyy)

i went to bank
i grabbed me some cash
i’m f-cking ya b-tch
she sucking my d-ck
i’m grabbing her -ss
i don’t want fame
i just want the bag
i don’t want these b-tches
and my guys scream no cap
we up in the party
we all screaming slatt
they say i got skinny
they say that i fast
my new chick a dime
yeah she got cl-ss
we skipping cl-ss
won’t let my pants sag

verse 1 (irodneyy)

imma popstar the way i rock out
after i f-ck imma rock out
in the foreign put the stop down
she was ugly, but she hot now
she just want me for my clout
ate a edi and i’m high now
girl you hype you need to pipe down
got the looks and the height now
summertime so i think i go surfin’
shorty boujee she say she want a birkin’
at the party lil b-tch she was flirtin’
she meet irodneyy that lil b-tch get nervous
i just want cash not no major sh-t
you ain’t want me then it’s to late for this
ballin’ on them like some laker sh-t
making this music i was made for this
i keep it simple not flashy
i met a girl her name gabby
she hit my phone like last week
do i want her don’t ask me
i like the way that i’m livin’
she want me to eat her she trippin’
not alcohol juice what i’m sippin’
she feinin’ for me man she itchin’

chorus (irodneyy)

- irodneyy

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