Chords for Post Malone - Rockstar (Lyrics) ft. 21 Savage
Tempo:
79.975 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
A
Eb
Cm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] [Fm] [Cm]
[Gm] 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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes of blunts
god close that door we blowing smoke she has me light a fire like a morsel
back to full on stage probably leave my fucking show in a cop car
hey shit was legendary through a tv out the window of the montage cocaine on the table
look upon don't give a damn your government is a group is she just trying to get in
saying I'm with the band
hey hey not she acting out of pocket trying to grab up on my pants on their
bitches in my trailer said they ain't got a man and they all brought a friend yeah hey
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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
[Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like [Gm] a pop star
drinking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
get up front of back pulling on the trash and now she's screaming out no ma
I ain't like savage why you got a 12 car garage [A] and you only got [Gm] six cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that your wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
green hunters in my safe I got old racks LA bitches always asking where the poke at
living like a rock star smash out on a cop car sweeter than a pop tart you know you are [Eb] not hard
I done made a hot chart remember I used to [Gm] chop hard living like a rock star I'm living like a
rock star I've been fucking [Dm] hoes and popping pillies man I [A] feel just like [Gm] a rock star
got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
so
[Eb] [Gm] you
[C] [A] [G]
[Eb] [Bb] [C]
[Gm] 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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes of blunts
god close that door we blowing smoke she has me light a fire like a morsel
back to full on stage probably leave my fucking show in a cop car
hey shit was legendary through a tv out the window of the montage cocaine on the table
look upon don't give a damn your government is a group is she just trying to get in
saying I'm with the band
hey hey not she acting out of pocket trying to grab up on my pants on their
bitches in my trailer said they ain't got a man and they all brought a friend yeah hey
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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
[Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like [Gm] a pop star
drinking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
get up front of back pulling on the trash and now she's screaming out no ma
I ain't like savage why you got a 12 car garage [A] and you only got [Gm] six cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that your wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
green hunters in my safe I got old racks LA bitches always asking where the poke at
living like a rock star smash out on a cop car sweeter than a pop tart you know you are [Eb] not hard
I done made a hot chart remember I used to [Gm] chop hard living like a rock star I'm living like a
rock star I've been fucking [Dm] hoes and popping pillies man I [A] feel just like [Gm] a rock star
got that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
so
[Eb] [Gm] you
[C] [A] [G]
[Eb] [Bb] [C]
Key:
Gm
A
Eb
Cm
Bb
Gm
A
Eb
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ 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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
switch _ my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes of blunts
_ god close that door we blowing smoke she has me light a fire like a morsel
_ back to full on stage probably leave my fucking show in a cop car
hey shit was legendary through a tv out the window of the montage cocaine on the table
look upon don't give a damn your government is a group is she just trying to get in
saying I'm with the band
hey hey not she acting out of pocket trying to grab up on my pants on their
bitches in my trailer said they ain't got a man and they all brought a friend yeah hey
_ 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
_ fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
_ _ [Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like [Gm] a pop star
drinking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
get up front of back pulling on the trash and now she's screaming out no ma
I ain't like savage why you got a 12 car garage [A] and you only got [Gm] six cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that your wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
green hunters in my safe I got old racks LA bitches always asking where the poke at
living like a rock star smash out on a cop car sweeter than a pop tart you know you are [Eb] not hard
I done made a hot chart remember I used to [Gm] chop hard living like a rock star I'm living like a
_ rock star I've been fucking [Dm] hoes and popping pillies man I [A] feel just like [Gm] a rock star
got _ that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
_ when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
so _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ you
[C] _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ 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
fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
switch _ my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes of blunts
_ god close that door we blowing smoke she has me light a fire like a morsel
_ back to full on stage probably leave my fucking show in a cop car
hey shit was legendary through a tv out the window of the montage cocaine on the table
look upon don't give a damn your government is a group is she just trying to get in
saying I'm with the band
hey hey not she acting out of pocket trying to grab up on my pants on their
bitches in my trailer said they ain't got a man and they all brought a friend yeah hey
_ 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
_ fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
_ _ [Bb] I've been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like [Gm] a pop star
drinking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
get up front of back pulling on the trash and now she's screaming out no ma
I ain't like savage why you got a 12 car garage [A] and you only got [Gm] six cars
I ain't with the cake and how you kiss that your wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
green hunters in my safe I got old racks LA bitches always asking where the poke at
living like a rock star smash out on a cop car sweeter than a pop tart you know you are [Eb] not hard
I done made a hot chart remember I used to [Gm] chop hard living like a rock star I'm living like a
_ rock star I've been fucking [Dm] hoes and popping pillies man I [A] feel just like [Gm] a rock star
got _ that gas and they always be smoking like a rock star
_ fucking with me call up on the boozy and show up in them the shutters
_ when my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
so _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ you
[C] _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _