Released on November 4, 2022

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[Intro: Coco]

Popstar

Popstar Benny

It finna ‘bout to snap the tea


[Verse 1: Coco]

I’m not the one the two or the third

Bitches be cluck clucking, oh that’s a bird

No time for the bullshit so fuck what you heard

Hoes wait ’til I dump a guy so they can get a turn

Checkin’ on me so they can see what I be doing

Always on the grind, always fine

That’s how I be moving

Checkin’ on me, real sexy

These hoes they be losing

Fake nights and fake likes

Who do they be fooling?


[Verse 2: Clair Clair]

The only bread you pussies get is a yeast infection

I’m with bad boys and mеan girls in the VIP section

I’m a big shark and my body’s perfеction

I could never sweat a bitch who talks shit for attention


[Verse 3: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]

Big trouble innat lul China

Baby stick and move unless you wanna die

Baby pick and choose ‘cus I made up my mind

The way she jivin’ to it was a fuckin’ vibe

She had me kinda zooted, can’t imagine why

My baby mind in ruins from them city lights

Baby kinda losin’ me, she knew I tried

I made the time for truth but she still told a lie

Living lavish baby, got a lotta guala

She my Bangkok dangerous take no chances

Prolly call my baby bitch cus she my bottom dollar

Bitch in triple trouble, Coco, Clair, ‘n Marjorie

Damsel in distress, she callin’ out to God

I turnt them rags to riches made my family proud

I sailed a thousand seas ‘n seen a thousand islands

I lived a thousand lives before I found my calling


[Verse 4: Clair Clair]

The Prada the Louis, both mine

Your man and his friend, both mine

Kissing my ass full time ‘cus I look the same offline

Pathological liar

Bitch you’re flat like a tire


[Verse 5: Coco]

Girl built like a vape pen and think that she compare

These hoes be fried like the tips of their hair

But me? I’m not worried bout a dill pickle bitch

Swagless while she’s copying my fit


[Outro: Coco & Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]

Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me

Got the recipe and it still don’t come out like me

Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me (Living lavish baby, got a lotta guala. She my Bangkok dangerous take no chances)

Got the recipe and it still don’t come out like me (Prolly call my baby bitch cus she my bottom dollar. Bitch in triple trouble, Coco, Clair, ‘n Marjorie)

Damsel in distress, she callin’ out to God

I turnt them rags to riches made my family proud

I sailed a thousand seas ‘n seen a thousand islands

I lived a thousand lives before I found my calling (yeah)

“But me? I’m not worried bout a dill pickle bitch Swagless while she’s copying my fit”
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copying someones ‘fit’ also known as outfit

“The only bread you pussies get is a yeast infection”
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Lots of layers here…

Bread = slang for money but also the baked food (which contains yeast)
Pussies = word for someone who’s a scaredy cat and lacks confidence but also word for vagina
Yeast infection = a fungal infection that can occur in the vagina (and as mentioned before, yeast is in bread. It all connects)

Essentially, insulting their haters through puns.

“Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me Got the recipe and it still don’t come out like me”
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It is highly likely that these lines are an interpolation or at least reference to Nicki Minaj’s verse in her collab with 6ix9ine titled “TROLLZ” where she says

I know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me / Always on my page, never double-tap like me

“Bitch you’re flat like a tire”
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being flat means having not much of the muscle glutus maximus and therefore the butt of a female appearing flat/deflated like a tire.

“Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me (Living lavish baby, got a lotta guala. She my Bangkok dangerous take no chances)”
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Living lavish means spending money carelessly

“I turnt them rags to riches made my family proud”
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Going from rags to riches means going from having nothing and being broke to ‘riches’ and making your family proudd