Kalan.FrFr – Popstar (Audio, Lyrics)

Musical artist, Kalan.FrFr drops the new “Popstar” track which was co-produced by Bankroll Got It & Diego Ave. Listen, buy, read the lyrics, stream, mp3 download.

Kalan.frfr Popstar

Kalan.FrFr carries a rare star quality that’s helped him carve a lane out for himself. The West Coast artist steadily leveled up in 2021 after gaining a significant buzz in Los Angeles and its surrounding areas. Many of his peers, like Blue Bucks Clan, have vouched for his potential to become the next big star to come out of L.A, and he proves their projections true with each release.

He’s been rather quiet over the course of 2022 but today, he issues a reminder for anyone whose been wondering about his whereabouts with “Popstar.” The song boasts production from Bank Roll Got It, Diego Ave, and Earl “EB” Johnson, and Kalan embrace everything that comes with the fame — the private shopping experiences, extensive jewelry collection, the fan pressure, and the women who enter his life with ulterior motives. And while he might be in a unique position, he does recognize the weight that his music carries for his fans. “Real n***as love it when I talk like this/ Bad bitches love it ’cause I talk my shit,” he raps on the single.

Kalan.FrFr – Popstar (prod. Bankroll Got It & Diego Ave)

Lyrics

[Intro]
D-Diego
B-BANKROLL GOT IT

[Chorus]
Real popstar, I pop my shit
Real chandelier, my neck, my wrist
Real nigga, love it when I talk like this
Bad bitches love it ’cause I talk my shit
Bankrolls, got it, so I got my stick
Chandelier again, my neck, my wrist
Real rockstar, spent a grip on my fit
Real popstar, I be poppin’ my shit

[Verse 1]
I got bitches passin’ out, man, I’m Mike Jack
VVS’s in my mouth, yeah, I know she like that
Booty like she from the South, ooh, yeah, I like that
All these hunnids fallin’ out my pocket, it be like that
I go put that pussy on private, that’s a nice stash
Baby started talkin’ ’bout a ring, I got side tracked
Baby started takin’ off her jeans, I did not ask
Yeah, when you really poppin’, it be like that
Yeah, when you a private client, you ain’t thinkin’ ’bout no price tags
Yeah, if shorty want a bag, then you buy the bag
Made half a million last year, ain’t take no advance
She know if she comin’ to the crib, she ain’t wearin’ panties
She know I’m the realest nigga in it, I don’t need a Grammy
Yeah, she wanna steal my kids, wanna steal a family
Yeah, she wanna drive the Benz, she wanna meet my granny
Lil’ mama said she love me, I know she cappin’

[Chorus]
Real popstar, I pop my shit
Real chandelier, my neck, my wrist
Real nigga, love it when I talk like this
Bad bitches love it ’cause I talk my shit
Bankrolls, got it, so I got my stick
Chandelier again, my neck, my wrist
Real rockstar, spent a grip on my fit
Real popstar, I be poppin’ my shit

[Verse 2]
Real popstar, I be poppin’ my shit
She know I’m a star, so she poppin’ that shit
Lockin’ that shit, droppin’ that shit
Caught her in bodega, she was rockin’ that shit
She know I’m a player
Every time I’m poppin’ out, they know I’m poppin’ paper
Ballin’ like a-
You know why your hoe keep callin’, I’m up
Star, I got all these hoes fallin’ on us
Star, in my hood they know all about is
Right wrist poppin’, left wrist poppin’
Necklace poppin’, paper in my pocket
Baby, say cheese, paparazzi
Big body drippin’ down all on my sleeve
Fresh as fuck, drippin’ from my head to my feet
Popstar, these niggas don’t pop it like me

[Chorus]
Real popstar, I pop my shit
Real chandelier, my neck, my wrist
Real nigga, love it when I talk like this
Bad bitches love it ’cause I talk my shit
Bankrolls, got it, so I got my stick
Chandelier again, my neck, my wrist
Real rockstar, spent a grip on my fit
Real popstar, I be poppin’ my shit