Lyrics

DJ Khaled Ft Drake – POPSTAR Lyrics

Updated

May 20, 2024

“POPSTAR” is one of the dual lead singles—along with “GREECE”—from DJ Khaled’s twelfth studio album, KHALED KHALED. Both tracks feature Drake and are Khaled’s first releases since his May 2019 album, Father of Asahd.

On the song, Drake likens himself to a pop star and the lifestyle that comes with being one—girls calling him nonstop, sporting credit cards with high spending limits, and buying large numbers of expensive watches. He also name-drops pop singers Ariana Grande, Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber, adding to the “pop star” theme of the song.

On June 30, 2020, Khaled and Drake both posted pictures of owls—the symbol of Drake’s OVO Sound imprint—teasing a possible collaboration between them. On July 15, 2020—two days before the song’s official release—Khaled posted the song’s release date and cover art on his Instagram account.

On September 4, 2020, the song’s official music video was released. Justin Bieber, who’s mentioned in the song, makes a cameo in the video and acts as a stand-in for Drake.

POPSTAR Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft Drake

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Drake]
Bitches
We The Best Music
Another one (Yeah)
DJ Khaled

[Chorus: Drake]
Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
I’m a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
I’m a popstar, not a doctor
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don’t talk, ayy
Shawty with the long legs, she don’t walk, ayy
Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah
I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah)
I want a quick death (Yeah), and an easy one (Yeah)
I want a pretty girl (Yeah), and an honest one (Yeah)
I want this drink (Yeah), and another one, yeah
And I’m troublesome, yeah
I’m a popstar, but this shit ain’t bubblegum, yeah
You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl
I’ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl
Please don’t take no shit that’s ’bout to have you geekin’
And I’m not drivin’ nothin’ that I gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the

[Verse 2: Drake]
I’m a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
Busy at the crib, cookin’ salmon with the lobster
If we talkin’ joints, it’s just me and David Foster
Bodyguards don’t look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin’
Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin’
They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
The ones that start like, “Drizzy’s shit was cool, but we even”
Man, how the fuck?
Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate
Crown in my hand and I’m really playin’ keep-away
Shit don’t even usually get this big without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw, naw, Turks and Caic’, yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the