Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song rockstar, artist - Post Malone. Date of issue: 26.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
rockstar |
| Hahahahaha |
| Tank God Beats |
| Ayy, 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, man 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, 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 fuckin' show in a cop 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, 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, man them the shottas |
| When my homies pull up on your block |
| They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) |
| 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 (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. 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, 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, man them the shottas |
| When my homies pull up on your block |
| They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (grrra-ta-ta-ta) |
| Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star |
| Rockstar |
| Rockstar, feel just like a rock... |
| Rockstar |
| Rockstar |
| Rockstar |
| Feel just like a... |