Lyrics SALUKI – Popp Star

Sleeping in a coffin
Teenage dream right?
Fuck your backbitten
Now we the playwrights
Greedy motherfucker
Got you with a hand sleight
My shawty heavy metal
Your bitch playin right?
I’m a pop star
I drink what I want
I might go finesse your homies
At the storefront
I might eat cuisine at Piedmont
I might fuck a bitch on heels
Avant garde meal

I got no rooftop
Stack up for the night
Death is all we got
That’s a light beam
Sleeping in a coffin
Teenage dream right?
Fuck your backbitten
Now we the playwrights