POPSTAR

[Intro: Ryan Oakes]

Guys, all jokes aside, this song is trash

Did it all my way, never weekend, I never saw Friday, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yo

[Verse 1: Ryan Oakes]

Did-did-did it all my way, never weekend, I never saw Friday (Yeah, yeah)

Let 'em dehydrate, try to walk in my shoes, and on my pace (Yeah, yeah)

Everything lightweight when a competition runnin' ice skates

Hittin' the clock tickin' whenever my face

I'm rippin' they heart out to put it in the right place

[Pre-Chorus: Ryan Oakes]

Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute

Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick

Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches

Kiss my wristwatch, just so you can say you did it

[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]

I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet

I'll take it too far, and all the ladies love it

Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'

Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room

I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet

I'll take it too far, and all the ladies love it

Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'

Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room

[Verse 2: Ekoh & Ryan Oakes]

Yeah, never been the one from the mainstream love

'Cause I watched y'all move, and it's fake as fuck

I got a crib, and a shoe, and a whip, and a chick

And I been through shit, but I never had to change up (Up)

Independent, I know what I gotta do to get it, killin' it

And they leavin' all the evidence (Yeah, yeah)

I can run it with the rap and metal shit

Anything I wanna do, I'm never settlin' (Yeah, yeah)

No designer clothes in my closet (Nah)

My style is: "Mind your own business"

You don't like the way that I dress?

Then close your eyes, bitch, you're supposed to just listen (Listen)

Middle fingers up, I don't care if I offend

I been doin' everything on my own (On my own)

You got a label with a boss and advance

But I got what you don't have (What?) control

[Pre-Chorus: Ryan Oakes]

Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute

Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick

Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches

Kiss my wristwatch, just so you can say you did it

[Chorus: Ryan Oakes & Ekoh]

I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet

I'll take it too far (Far), and all the ladies love it

Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'

Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room

I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet

I'll take it too far, and all the ladies love it

Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'

Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room