^{Post Malone:} Hahahahaha Tank God Beats Ayy, I've been f*ckin' 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 grrrata-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 on some Ayy, act a fool on stage Prolly leave my f*ckin' show in a cop car Ayy, s*it 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 from 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 f*ckin' 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 F*ckin' 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 grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) ^{21 Savage:} I've been in the Hills f*ckin' superstars Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21) Drankin' Henny, bad b*tches 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 mas" (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. b*tches always askin': "Where the coke at?" 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 ^{Post Malone:} Ayy, I've been f*ckin' 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 F*ckin' 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 grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star Rockstar Rockstar, feel just like a rock... Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar Feel just like a...