[00:00.00] 作词 : Austin Post/Louis Bell/Olufunmibi Awoshiley/Shayaa Abraham-Joseph
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Austin Post/Louis Bell/Olufunmibi Awoshiley/Shayaa Abraham-Joseph
[00:07.38]Ha ha ha 
[00:10.53]Tank God Beats
[00:12.25]Ayy, I've been ****ing hoes and poppin' pillies
[00:15.95]Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
[00:18.74]Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
[00:21.61]And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
[00:25.99]****ing with me, call up on a Uzi
[00:28.13]And show up, man them the shottas
[00:31.60]When my homies pull up on your block
[00:33.94]They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
[00:37.04]Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
[00:39.59]I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
[00:42.91]Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke
[00:45.48]She ask me light a fire like I'm on some
[00:48.55]Ayy, act a fool on stage
[00:51.27]Prolly leave my ****ing show in a cop car
[00:54.62]Ayy, shit was legendary
[00:57.15]Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
[01:00.98]****ing on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
[01:03.33]Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
[01:07.49]Sayin', "I'm with the band"
[01:10.52]Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket
[01:13.80]Tryna grab up on my pants
[01:15.41]Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
[01:19.65]And they all brought a friend
[01:22.57]Yeah, ayy
[01:24.17]Ayy, ayy, I've been ****ing hoes and poppin' pillies
[01:28.04]Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
[01:30.49]Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
[01:33.54]And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
[01:37.40]****ing with me, call up on a Uzi
[01:39.81]And show up, man them the shottas
[01:44.36]When my homies pull up on your block
[01:45.97]They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
[01:49.65]I've been in the Hills ****ing superstars
[01:52.40]Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
[01:55.40]Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
[01:58.36]And they ain't got on no bra (no bra)
[02:01.21]Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
[02:04.06]And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:07.43]They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
[02:10.42]And you only got 6 cars?" (21)
[02:12.79]I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
[02:15.54]Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack)
[02:18.58]Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
[02:21.47]L.A. bitches always askin' 'Where the coke at?'
[02:24.07]Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
[02:26.83]Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
[02:29.92]I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
[02:32.87]Livin' like a rock star, I'm livin' like a rockstar
[02:36.00]Ayy, I've been ****ing hoes and poppin' pillies
[02:40.17]Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
[02:42.66]Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
[02:45.55]And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
[02:48.32](Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:50.04]****ing with me, call up on a Uzi
[02:51.93]And show up, man them the shottas
[02:56.21]When my homies pull up on your block
[02:57.81]They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (ta-ta-ta)
[03:00.36]Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
[03:08.90]Rockstar
[03:10.02]Rockstar, feel just like a rock...
[03:14.62]Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar
[03:22.47]Feel just like a...

作词 : Austin Post/Louis Bell/Olufunmibi Awoshiley/Shayaa Abraham-Joseph
作曲 : Austin Post/Louis Bell/Olufunmibi Awoshiley/Shayaa Abraham-Joseph
Ha ha ha 
Tank God Beats
Ayy, I've been ****ing 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
****ing 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 ****ing show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
****ing 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 ****ing 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
****ing 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)
I've been in the Hills ****ing 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 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. bitches 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 rock star, I'm livin' like a rockstar
Ayy, I've been ****ing 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)
****ing 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 (ta-ta-ta)
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock...
Rockstar Rockstar Rockstar
Feel just like a...