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by Playboi Carti

The song "Popular" by Playboi Carti talks about fame, material possession, and the lifestyles it breeds, all mirrored in these lyrics. It is in these lines that the song takes on a new, sadder meaning—not only his subject matter but also his luxuries, his relationships, and the hard chase of it all. He outlines a life filled with luxury, from being supplied with views of someone's golden staircase to the magnetism of new, exclusive possessions, lined up against an all-out quest for real connection among the houses of superficiality. And indeed, the story that Carti shares is one filled with dualities: between the veneer of fame and the loneliness it can breed, between the hunger for material wealth and the search for real relationships. There are quite a few lines in "Popular" where Carti does talk about how his lifestyle is, and to be honest, it's already good for any normal person. This song's darker dimension, though, is the extraordinary light it sheds on the ordinary theme of fame. It holds up a mirror to society's obsession with celebrities and pushes one to consider the tangible costs of fame. It is a tale of maneuvers in the spotlight; sometimes, the chase for popularity outshines the chase for personal growth and real human connection. But, of course, this is far from a Carti problem alone, as this double-edged sword of fame is a recurrent theme across the music industry: artists navigating public persona against, more often than not, private plights. "Popular" testifies to anything: that Carti knows better than anyone else what makes this young star's world brighter than anything else.

Popular Song Lyrics

Popular by Playboi Carti

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

I've been popping sh*t up, uh-huh, I'm popular
My b**ch is bad as f**k, she like to shop a lot
Two gunners, I don't see them behind all these b**ches
Bad b**ches come every day, when I want, yeah
Been outside, baby, I ain't even got no covers
Young nigga outside, yeah, I do what the f**k I want to
Birkin bag just for me, got a Glocky
Baddest b**ch, when she see me, she gotta ride with me
She think she down, I just topped her back in
She think she down, everything I do cool
New crib, brand new, new house, brand new
Everything, yeah, it's brand new
Eliantte Vs like a swimming pool
Yeah, she swimming my way
Back in the day, they ain't used to—
Shawty don't f**k with me
Nigga, I paid, uh-uh, not tryna f**k no more
Real young nigga from the trenches on her house radar
Get this money, then I put it in her car somewhere

Workin'
Workin' hard
Two shooters in this b**ch, uh, uh
I could boof up yo' muh'f**kin' car
We get it poppin', nigga, I'm so popular
We get it poppin', nigga, I'm so popular (Yeah)
We get it poppin', nigga, I'm so popular
We get it poppin', nigga, I'm so popular

Took the roof off yo' car
She don't f**k with us punk stars
I got bad b**ches, yeah, all in my roster
Shawty know she the baddest broad, uh
Fast cars, and some fast b**ches
Richest nigga, but I'm from the real trenches (Okay)
My b**ch, she bad, she know she can get it (Yeah)
I'm wakin' up with them big tickets
My diamonds big, nigga, you ain't seen these niggas
I'm so hi—high, I can touch the sky, b**ch
I been f**kin' all the b**ches, yeah
I'm the man now, uh-uh (Uh, uh, uh)
I need me a ride-or-die b**ch
My b**ch, she ridin' round with the squad, b**ch
Police pulled her over, but she gotta hold the 9, b**ch

Yeah, yeah

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