Post Malone – Rockstar chords
Chords:
[Intro] Am Em [Verse]Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesCMan, I feel just like a rockstarAyy, ayy, all my brothers got that gasEmAnd they always be smokin' like a RastaFuckin' with me, call up on a UziCAnd show up, man them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockEmThey make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)EmAyy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in blackCI'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smokeEmShe ask me light a fire like I'm on someAyy, act a fool on stageCProlly leave my fuckin' show in a cop carAyy, shit was legendaryEmThrew a TV out the window of the Montage[Pre-Chorus] Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damnCDude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get inSayin', "I'm with the band"EmAyy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocketTryna grab up from my pantsCHundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a manAnd they all brought a friend - Yeah, ayy [Chorus]Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesCMan, I feel just like a rockstarAyy, ayy, all my brothers got that gasEmAnd they always be smokin' like a RastaFuckin' with me, call up on a UziCAnd show up, man them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockEmThey make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)[21 Savage Verse] I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstarsCFeelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the poolEmAnd they ain't got on no bra (bra)Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracksCAnd now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garageEmAnd you only got 6 cars?" (21)I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)CYour wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack)Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks) L.A. bitches always askin' "Where the coke at?"EmLivin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop carSweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hardCI done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hardEmLivin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar[Chorus]Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesCMan, I feel just like a rockstarAyy, ayy, all my brothers got that gasEmAnd they always be smokin' like a RastaFuckin' with me, call up on a UziCAnd show up, man them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockEmThey make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)[Outro] Em C Em C