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Rockstar by Post Malone Rockstar [Intro] Cm Hahahahaha Gm Tank God Beats [Chorus: Post Malone] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Bb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Bb And show up, man them the shottas Gm Bb Eb When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Verse 1: Post Malone] Gm Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black Gm Bb I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" Eb Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison Gm Ayy, act a fool on stage Bb Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car Eb Ayy, shit was legendary Threw a TV out the window of the Montage Gm Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn Bb Eb Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin', "I'm with the band" Gm Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up on my pants Eb Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend Yeah, ayy [Chorus: Post Malone] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Bb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Bb And show up, man them the shottas Gm Bb Eb When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Verse 2: 21 Savage] Gm Bb I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars A Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21) Eb Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool And they ain't got on no bra (bra) Gm Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks Bb And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah) Eb They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage A And you only got 6 cars?" (21) Gm I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?) Gm Bb Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack) Eb Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks) Eb L.A. bitches always askin' "Where the coke at?" Gm Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car C Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard Eb I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard Bb C Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar [Chorus: Post Malone] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Bb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi Bb And show up, man them the shottas Gm Bb Eb When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Outro: Post Malone] Gm Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star Gm Rockstar Eb Rockstar, feel just like a rock... Gm Rockstar Gm Rockstar Gm Rockstar Gm Feel just like a... ------------------ version 2 [Intro] Hahahahaha Tank God Beats [Chorus] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies F Eb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Dm Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi F Eb And show up, man them the shottas Eb When my homies pull up on your block Dm Gm They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Verse 1] Gm Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black F Eb I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" Eb Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke Dm Gm She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison Gm Ayy, act a fool on stage F Eb Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car Eb Ayy, shit was legendary Dm Gm Threw a TV out the window of the Montage Gm Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn Eb Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin', "I'm with the band" Gm Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up on my pants Eb Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend Yeah, ayy [Chorus] Gm Ayy, ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies F Eb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Dm Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi F Eb And show up, man them the shottas Eb When my homies pull up on your block Dm Gm They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Verse 2] Gm I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars F Eb Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21) Eb Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool Dm Gm And they ain't got on no bra (bra) Gm Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks F Eb And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah) Eb They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage Dm Gm And you only got 6 cars?" (21) Gm I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?) F Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack) Eb Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks) Dm Gm L.A. bitches always askin' "Where the coke at?" Gm Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard Eb I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar [Chorus] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies F Eb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Dm Gm And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Gm Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi F Eb And show up, man them the shottas Eb When my homies pull up on your block Dm Gm They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Outro] Gm Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star Rockstar Rockstar, feel just like a rock... Eb Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar Feel just like a... ------------------ version 3 Am - 002210 Em - 022000 C - 032010 G - 355433 [Intro] Am Em [Verse] Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies C Man, I feel just like a rockstar Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Em And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi C And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block Em They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) Em Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black C I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke Em She ask me light a fire like I'm on some Ayy, act a fool on stage C Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car Ayy, shit was legendary Em Threw a TV out the window of the Montage [Pre-Chorus] Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn C Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin', "I'm with the band" Em Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up from my pants C Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend - Yeah, ayy [Chorus] Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies C Man, I feel just like a rockstar Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Em And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi C And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block Em They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [21 Savage-VERSE] I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars C Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21) Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool Em And they ain't got on no bra (bra) Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks C And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah) They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage Em And you only got 6 cars?" (21) I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?) C Your 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?" Em Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car C Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard G Em Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar [Chorus] Em Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies C Man, I feel just like a rockstar Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas Em And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi C And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block Em They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) [Outro] Em C Em C -------------