popstarz syris (Ft. hoshie star & maxo xoxo)
"popstarz - syris" (2023) is a #Pop track featuring Hoshie Star and Maxo Xoxo. The lyrics explore themes of fame, youth, and the pressures of social media, reflecting a desire for acceptance and the fleeting nature of popularity. Unique elements include catchy hooks and vibrant production, resonating with Gen Z culture.
[Chorus: syris]
Really drunk, I'm fucked up
Really drunk, I'm fucked up
Shawty in the back off a X and some white dust
Won't you fucking shut up?
Charms all on my wrist, ugh
Take me to the back
Show me what you got
And we snortin' white in the club
Angel dust love
Shawty wanna talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
Stalking on my Twitter
Your girlfriend make me bust
Cum all on her face, drinking chalice filled with blood
[Refrain: syris]
Party sex, she likes it rough, tasty flavor, fuck it up
I don't ever wanna stop, baby, can you feel my lust?
You can suck my lollipop, baby, suck it all up
Hello Kitty backpack, fill it up with more drugs
Off the Xans, I'm leaning, I don't really care though
Cut my wrist, I'm bleeding, I'ma leave you dead, ho
Dead, ho, I'ma leave you dead, ho
Dead, ho, I'ma leave you dead, ho
[Verse 1: hoshie star]
I'ma leave you dead, I might paint the room red
I can't leave the bed unless it's to pop meds
All I hear is screaming and yelling in my head
I don't wanna talk unless you talkin' 'bout bread
Yeah, I blew up, yeah, I know you wanna be me
Pradas laced up
Ed Hardy on my beanie
Swear to God, I make making money look too easy
Baby, make a wish, I could be your fuckin' genie
Really drunk, I'm fucked up
Really drunk, I'm fucked up
Shawty in the back off a X and some white dust
Won't you fucking shut up?
Charms all on my wrist, ugh
Take me to the back
Show me what you got
And we snortin' white in the club
Angel dust love
Shawty wanna talk, baby, I just wanna fuck
Stalking on my Twitter
Your girlfriend make me bust
Cum all on her face, drinking chalice filled with blood
[Refrain: syris]
Party sex, she likes it rough, tasty flavor, fuck it up
I don't ever wanna stop, baby, can you feel my lust?
You can suck my lollipop, baby, suck it all up
Hello Kitty backpack, fill it up with more drugs
Off the Xans, I'm leaning, I don't really care though
Cut my wrist, I'm bleeding, I'ma leave you dead, ho
Dead, ho, I'ma leave you dead, ho
Dead, ho, I'ma leave you dead, ho
[Verse 1: hoshie star]
I'ma leave you dead, I might paint the room red
I can't leave the bed unless it's to pop meds
All I hear is screaming and yelling in my head
I don't wanna talk unless you talkin' 'bout bread
Yeah, I blew up, yeah, I know you wanna be me
Pradas laced up
Ed Hardy on my beanie
Swear to God, I make making money look too easy
Baby, make a wish, I could be your fuckin' genie
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