rockstar Chords by Post Malone, 21 Savage

Tempo:
85.7 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

Eb

A

Bb

Cm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm]
[Gm] I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
[Eb] All my brothers got that gas and they always [Gm] be smoking like a rock star
Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the satas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes to burn sky
Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Marsan
Back to full 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 it boy don't give a damn
Dojo government is a gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the bae
Nazi 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 [N] fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just 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 name them the satas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
I've [Bb] been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a [Gm] pop star
Tracking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Get up front and back pulling on the tracks and now she screaming out no ma
They like Savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the KJ how you kiss that
Yo wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green Hunnids in my safe I got old racks
LA 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 you are not hard
I done made the hot chart nobody used to chop hard
Living like a [C] rock star I'm living like a [Gm] rock star
I've been fucking [Bb] hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock [Eb] star
All my brothers got that gas and [Gm] they always be smoking like a rock star
Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the satas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
Rockstar, rockstar, bitch mother
[Eb] Rockstar
[Gm] [A] [G]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Bb] [A] [N]
Key:  
Gm
123111113
Eb
12341116
A
1231
Bb
12341111
Cm
13421113
Gm
123111113
Eb
12341116
A
1231
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To learn Post Malone, 21 Savage - Rockstar chords, anchor your practice on these foundational sequence of chords - N, Gm, Bb, A, Gm, A, C, Gm, Bb, Eb and Gm. For a smooth transition, initiate your practice at 42 BPM and gradually match the song's pace of 86 BPM. Fine-tune the capo based on your vocal range, ensuring it complements the key of G Minor.

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[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ I've been fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock star
[Eb] All my brothers got that gas and they always [Gm] be smoking like a rock star
_ Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the satas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
_ Switch my whip came back in black I'm starting saying recipes to burn sky
_ Close that door we blowing smoke she ask me light a fire like a Marsan
Back to full 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 it boy don't give a damn
Dojo government is a gookie she just tryna get in
Saying I'm with the bae
_ _ Nazi 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 [N] fucking hoes and popping pillies man I feel just 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 name them the satas
_ _ When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
I've [Bb] been in the hills fucking [A] superstars feeling like a [Gm] pop star
Tracking any bad bitches jumping in the pool and I ain't got on no bra
Get up front and back pulling on the tracks and now she screaming out no ma
They like Savage why you got a 12 car [A] garage and you only got 6 [Gm] cars
I ain't with the KJ how you kiss that
Yo wifey say I'm looking like a hoesnap
Green Hunnids in my safe I got old racks
LA 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 you are not hard
I done made the hot chart nobody used to chop hard
Living like a [C] rock star I'm living like a [Gm] rock star
I've been fucking [Bb] hoes and popping pillies man I feel just like a rock [Eb] star
_ All my brothers got that gas and [Gm] they always be smoking like a rock star
Fucking with me call up on the Uzi and show up name them the satas
When my homies pull up on your block they make that thing go grrata-ta-ta
_ _ _ _ _ Rockstar, _ _ rockstar, bitch _ _ _ _ mother _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Rockstar
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [N] _ _

Facts about this song

This song was featured on the beerbongs & bentleys album.

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