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      Rockstar ft. 21 Savage

      Rockstar ft. 21 Savage

      Post Malone

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      Post Malone - Rockstar ft. 21 Savage Música y Letra

      [Post Malone]
      Hahahahaha
      Tank God
      Ayy
      
      [Post Malone]
      I've 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
      Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
      And show up, name them the shottas
      When my homies pull up on your block
      They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
      
      [Post Malone]
      Switch my whip, came back in black
      I'm startin' sayin': Rest in peace to Bon Scott (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 fuckin' show in a cop car (car, ayy)
      Shit 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, ayy, ayy
      Now she actin' outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
      Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
      And they all brought a friend, yeah, ayy (ayy, ayy)
      
      [Post Malone]
      I've 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
      Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
      And show up, name them the shottas
      When my homies pull up on your block
      They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
      
      [21 Savage]
      I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
      Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
      Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
      And they ain't got on no bra (no 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 twelve car garage
      And you only got six 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. bitches 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)
      
      [Post Malone & 21 Savage]
      I've 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 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
      Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
      And show up, name them the shottas
      When my homies pull up on your block
      They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (grrra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
      
      [Post Malone]
      Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
      Rockstar
      Rockstar, feel just like a rock
      Rockstar
      Rockstar
      Rockstar
      Feel just like a

      Post Malone - Rockstar ft. 21 Savage Música y Letra

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