Instrument
| Cm11 | Cm9 | Cm11 | Cm9 | (Tank God) Ayy (ayy)
Verse 1
| Gm | Gm | I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, | Eb | I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy) | Eb | Gm |All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta | Gm | Bb/F |Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man, them the shottas | Eb | Gm |When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta | Gm | Eb |Switch my whip, came back in black I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (ayy) | Eb | Gm |Close that door, we blowin' smoke She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison (ayy) | Gm | Eb |Act a fool on stage Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car (ayy) | Eb | Gm |Shit was legendary Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Hook
| Gm |Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn | Eb | Eb |Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin', "I'm with the band" | Gm | Gm |Ayy, Ayy now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up on my pants | Eb | Eb |Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friendYeah, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Verse 2
| [2/4] Gm | [ 6 Beats] | [4/4] Eb | I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar | Eb | Gm |All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta | Gm | Bb/F |Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man, them the shottas | Eb | [2/4] Gm |When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta | [ 6 Beat] | [4/4] Eb |I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars Feelin' like a pop star (21, 21, 21) | Eb | Gm |Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool And they ain't got on no bra (bra) | Gm | Eb |Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks And now she screamin' out, "No más" | Eb | Gm |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?) | Gm |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 (21, 21)| Gm |Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car| Gm |Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard| Eb |I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard| Cm | [2/4] Gm |Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar (ayy, ayy)
Ending
| Gm [ 6 Beats] |I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man,| | [4/4] Eb | I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy) | Eb | Gm |All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta | Gm | Bb/F |Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man, them the shottas | Eb | Gm |When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta
Outro
| Gm | Eb | Eb || Gm | Gm | Eb | Cm | [x2](Star, star Rockstar Rockstar, starRockstar, rockstar Feel just like a Rockstar Star Rockstar Feel just like a )