[Intro: Post Malone]
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Hahahahaha
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Tank God
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Ayy, ayy
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[Chorus: Post Malone]
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Ive been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
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Man, I feel just like a rockstar (Star, ayy, ayy)
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All my brothers got that gas
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And they always be smokin like a Rasta (‘Sta)
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Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi
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And show up, man, them the shottas (‘Tas)
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When my homies pull up on your block
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They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (Ta, pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
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[Verse 1: Post Malone]
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Switch my whip, came back in black
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Im startin sayin, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott” (Scott, ayy)
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Close that door, we blowin smoke
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She ask me light a fire like Im Morrison (‘Son, ayy)
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Act a fool on stage
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Prolly leave my fuckin show in a cop car (Car, ayy)
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Shit was legendary
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Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
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Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin, dont give a damn
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Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
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Sayin, “Im with the band” (Ayy, ayy)
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Now she actin outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
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Hundred bitches in my trailer say they aint got a man
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And they all brought a friend (Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
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[Chorus: Post Malone]
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Ive been fuckin hoes 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 (‘Sta)
~#**************#~
Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi
~#**************#~
And show up, man, them the shottas (‘Tas)
~#**************#~
When my homies pull up on your block
~#**************#~
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (Ta, pow, pow, pow)
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[Verse 2: 21 Savage & Post Malone]
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Ive been in the Hills fuckin superstars
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Feelin like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
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Drankin Henny, bad bitches jumpin in the pool
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And they aint got on no bra (No bra)
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Hit her from the back, pullin on her tracks
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And now she screamin out, “¡No más!” (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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They like, “Savage, why you got a twelve car garage
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And you only got six cars?” (21)
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I aint with the cakin, how you kiss that? (Kiss that?)
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Your wifey say Im lookin like a whole snack (Big snack)
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Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (Old racks)
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L.A. bitches always askin, “Where the coke at?” (21, 21)
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Livin like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
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Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
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I done made the hot chart, ‘member I used to trap hard
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Livin like a rockstar, Im livin like a rockstar (Ayy)
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[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
~#**************#~
Ive been fuckin hoes 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 (‘Sta, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
~#**************#~
Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi
~#**************#~
And show up, man, them the shottas (‘Tas)
~#**************#~
When my homies pull up on your block
~#**************#~
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (Ta, grra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
~#**************#~
[Outro: Post Malone]
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Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
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Rockstar
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Rockstar, feel just like a–
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Rockstar
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Rockstar
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Rockstar
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Feel just like a…
