[Intro: Madonna & The Weeknd]
In every face
Yeah (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah) She's livin' her life (Uh)
Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (Uh, yeah; uh, uh)
But if you knew her (Yeah-yeah, uh), she lives a lie
She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised
Oh

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
Oh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh, uh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (Oh-oh, uh, yeah)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to mе (Oh-oh, uh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh
Ooh, еvery night (Every night, uh), she prays to the sky
Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Beggin' on her knees to be popular
That's her dream, to be popular (Ha)
Kill anyone to be popular (Hm)
Sell her soul to be popular (Popular)
Just to be popular (Uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular (Ha)
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti & The Weeknd]
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular

[Verse 2: Madonna & The Weeknd]
I know that you see me (Huh), time's gone by (Uh, uh)
Spent my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights
Try to own it (Uh), but I'm alright (Uh, yeah)
You can't take my soul without a fuckin' fight (Uh)
Oh

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd, The Weeknd & Madonna]
Oh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh, uh, yeah)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (Oh-oh, uh, yeah)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (Oh-oh, uh, yeah)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (Uh)
Ooh, every night (Every night), she prays to the sky (Ha)
Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Madonna, The Weeknd]
Beggin' on her knees to be popular (Huh)
That's her dream, to be popular (Hey)
Kill anyone to be popular (Hm)
Sell her soul to be popular (Popular)
Just to be popular (Uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular (Ha)
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti & The Weeknd]
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh-huh)
Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular