Popular

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc] I'm popular my weave stanks My girl smell like shampoo I'm a white boy but I'm not a surf I'm a thug prime example Everybody so evil, judgemental, deceitful But those are the shields to hid behind for weaker people Ain't nobody bulletproof And ain't nobody equal Ain't nobody hard enough boy all these suckas see through Super soaker full of blood in the apple store Wrecking all you rich bitches listening to Macklemore [Verse 2: Choir Boy] ? [Hook: Ouija Macc] I'm popular, don't tell me to relax I'm popular, designer on my bacc I'm popular, My fuccin' life is whack I'm popular We getting to these staccs You ain't built like that [Verse 3: Choir Boy] ? [Verse 4: Ouija Macc] Spazz on the turf In my death bed Ima laugh at the nurse Can't nobody kill me if I kill myself first I'm P-O-P-U-L-A-R T-R-A-IL-E-R