Chords for Post Malone - rockstar (Lyrics) ft. 21 Savage
Tempo:
79.75 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Eb
Bb
A
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm]
[D] [Gm]
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All [Eb] my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like [Gm] a rock star
Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When [Eb] my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata [Gm] ta ta
Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying rest in peace to Blond Scott
Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Mars song
Act a fool on stage probably leave my fucking soul in a cop car
Shit was legendary through a TV out the window of the montage
Cocaine on the table lick the porn don't give a damn
Don't joke up in this no gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the band
Now she acting out of pocket tryna grab up on my pants
100 bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
[Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a pop [Gm] star
Drinking Henny bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Hit her front and back pulling on her tracks and now she screaming out no ma
Act like savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that
Your wifey saying I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green honey's in my safe I got old racks
L.A. bitches always asking where the coke at
Living like a rock star smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a pop tart you know [Eb] you are not hard
I done made the hot chart remember I used to chop [Gm] hard
Living like a rock [C] star I'm living like a rock [Gm] star
[Bb] I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just [Gb] like a rock [Gm] star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up in them the shot jars
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
[Eb]
[Gm] [A]
[G] [Eb]
[Bb] [Am]
[D] [Gm]
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All [Eb] my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like [Gm] a rock star
Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When [Eb] my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata [Gm] ta ta
Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying rest in peace to Blond Scott
Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Mars song
Act a fool on stage probably leave my fucking soul in a cop car
Shit was legendary through a TV out the window of the montage
Cocaine on the table lick the porn don't give a damn
Don't joke up in this no gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the band
Now she acting out of pocket tryna grab up on my pants
100 bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
[Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a pop [Gm] star
Drinking Henny bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Hit her front and back pulling on her tracks and now she screaming out no ma
Act like savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that
Your wifey saying I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green honey's in my safe I got old racks
L.A. bitches always asking where the coke at
Living like a rock star smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a pop tart you know [Eb] you are not hard
I done made the hot chart remember I used to chop [Gm] hard
Living like a rock [C] star I'm living like a rock [Gm] star
[Bb] I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just [Gb] like a rock [Gm] star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up in them the shot jars
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
[Eb]
[Gm] [A]
[G] [Eb]
[Bb] [Am]
Key:
Gm
Eb
Bb
A
Cm
Gm
Eb
Bb
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _
_ _ I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All [Eb] my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like [Gm] a rock star
_ Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When [Eb] my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata [Gm] ta ta
_ _ Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying rest in peace to Blond Scott
_ Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Mars song
Act _ a fool on stage probably leave my fucking soul in a cop car
Shit was legendary through a TV out the window of the montage
Cocaine on the table lick the porn don't give a damn
Don't joke up in this no gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the band _ _
Now she acting out of pocket tryna grab up on my pants
100 bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend _ _ _ _
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
_ All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ _ Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
_ [Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a pop [Gm] star
_ Drinking Henny bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Hit her front and back pulling on her tracks and now she screaming out no ma
Act like savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that
Your wifey saying I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green honey's in my safe I got old racks
L.A. bitches always asking where the coke at
Living like a rock star smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a pop tart you know [Eb] you are not hard
I done made the hot chart remember I used to chop [Gm] hard
Living like a rock [C] star I'm living like a rock [Gm] star
[Bb] I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just [Gb] like a rock [Gm] star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up in them the shot jars
_ When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _
_ _ I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
All [Eb] my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like [Gm] a rock star
_ Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When [Eb] my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata [Gm] ta ta
_ _ Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying rest in peace to Blond Scott
_ Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Mars song
Act _ a fool on stage probably leave my fucking soul in a cop car
Shit was legendary through a TV out the window of the montage
Cocaine on the table lick the porn don't give a damn
Don't joke up in this no gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the band _ _
Now she acting out of pocket tryna grab up on my pants
100 bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend _ _ _ _
I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
_ All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ _ Squawking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the chatas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
_ [Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a pop [Gm] star
_ Drinking Henny bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Hit her front and back pulling on her tracks and now she screaming out no ma
Act like savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that
Your wifey saying I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green honey's in my safe I got old racks
L.A. bitches always asking where the coke at
Living like a rock star smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a pop tart you know [Eb] you are not hard
I done made the hot chart remember I used to chop [Gm] hard
Living like a rock [C] star I'm living like a rock [Gm] star
[Bb] I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just [Gb] like a rock [Gm] star
All my brothers got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up in them the shot jars
_ When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata ta ta
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Am] _ _