Rockstar – Post Malone feat. 21 Savage lyrics

Lyrics Post Malone – Rockstar

Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-taaaa.

Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott”
Ayy, close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my f*ckin’ show in a cop car
Ayy, s**t was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’, “I’m with the band” versuri-lyrisc.info
Ayy, ayy, now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred b*tches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayyy.

Ayy, ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta.

I’ve been in the Hills f*ckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad b*tches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out, “no más” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like “Savage, why you got a 12 car garage and you only got 6 cars?” (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
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. b*tches always askin’, “Where the coke at?” (21, 21)
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, I’m livin’ like a rockstar.

Ayy, I’ve been f*ckin’ h**s and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
f*ckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta.

Star, star, rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like aaaa…
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