Tell me, do you see her? She's livin' her life Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight But if you knew her, yeah, she lives a lie She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh Oh, I know what she needs (oh-oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh-oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh-oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, every night (every night) She prays to the sky Flashin' lights Is all she ever wanted Beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (huh) Kill anyone to be popular Sell her soul to be popular (popular) Just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (huh) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular she said she made me a man last night fuck madona fuck the weekend fuck the light spent last night being scared of the fright spent the last time and only running for my life oh oh I don't know how they made to it #1 song of 2023 mate the weekend should just leave dimming the lights and crying sight shut the fuck up you can't sing without autotun3 you looking must crusty baboon