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Post Malone

Rockstar(Chords)

Post Malone

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Key: Cm
Intro 
Cm 
Hahahahaha 
Gm 
Tank God Beats 

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 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
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 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
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: 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...
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