This single was released on 15 September 2017.
Vocals: Post Malone , 21 Savage ,
Producer(s): Louis Bell , Tank God,
Writer(s): Tank God, Louis Bell,
Scale: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Gm Hahahahaha Gm Tank God Gm Ayy, ayy [CHORUS] Gm I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Gm Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy) Gm All my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Gm And show up, name them the shottas Gm When my homies pull up on your block Gm They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta Gm (pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy) [VERSE] Gm Switch my whip, came back in black Gm I'm startin' sayin', Gm "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (ayy) Gm Close that door, we blowin' smoke Gm She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison (ayy) Gm Act a fool on stage Gm Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car (ayy) Gm Shit was legendary Gm Threw a TV out the window of the Montage Gm Cocaine on the table, Gm Liquor pourin', don't give a damn Gm Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, Gm She just tryna get in Gm Sayin', "I'm with the band" (ayy, ayy) Gm Now she actin' outta pocket, Gm Tryna grab up on my pants Gm Hundred bitches in my trailer Gm Say they ain't got a man Gm And they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Gm Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy) Gm All my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Gm And show up, name them the shottas Gm When my homies pull up on your block Gm They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [VERSE] Gm I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars Gm Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21) Gm Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool Gm And they ain't got on no bra (no bra) Gm Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks Gm And now she screamin' out, Gm "¡no más!" (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gm They like, "Savage, why you got a twelve car garage Gm And you only got six cars?" (21) Gm I ain't with the cakin', Gm How you kiss that? (kiss that?) Gm Your wifey say I'm lookin' Gm Like a whole snack (big snack) Gm Green hundreds in my safe, Gm I got old racks (old racks) Gm L.A. bitches always askin', Gm "Where the coke at?" (21, 21) Gm Livin' like a rockstar, Gm Smash out on a cop car Gm Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, Gm You know you are not hard Gm I done made the hot chart, Gm 'member I used to trap hard Gm Livin' like a rockstar, Gm I'm livin' like a rockstar (ayy) [CHORUS] Gm I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Gm Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy) Gm All my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Gm And show up, name them the shottas Gm When my homies pull up on your block Gm They make that thing go Gm Grrra-ta-ta-ta (grrra-ta-ta-ta-ta) [OUTRO] Gm Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star Gm Rockstar Gm Rockstar, feel just like a rock... Gm Rockstar Gm Rockstar Gm Rockstar Gm Feel just like a...
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