Rockstar accordi

Lam    Mim

Mim
   Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
                               Do
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
                                       Mim
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
                               Do
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
                                    Mim
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

Mim
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
                                              Do
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke
                                       Mim
She ask me light a fire like I'm on some
Ayy, act a fool on stage
                                      Do
Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
                                       Mim
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage

Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
                                                       Do
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band"
          Mim
Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket
Tryna grab up from my pants
                                                   Do
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend - Yeah, ayy

Mim
   Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
                               Do
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
                                       Mim
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
                               Do
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
                                    Mim
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

[21 Savage-VERSE]

I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
                   Do
Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
                          Mim
And they ain't got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
                              Do
And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
                    Mim
And you only got 6 cars?" (21)
I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
                                             Do
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?"
Mim
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
Do
I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
                                               Mim
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar

Mim
   Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
                               Do
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
                                       Mim
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
                               Do
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
                                    Mim
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

Mim   Do   Mim   Do