Logan Henderson - Rockstar Lyrics

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 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 f*ckin' 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 from my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, 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 grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

I've been in the Hills f*ckin' superstars
Feelin' like a pop star (21, 21, 21)
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on no 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 ain't got no bars.

I'm stepping on this track, an i ain't holdin' back,
21, I see your gun, but man your shit's wack,
I heard you at the VMAs, what the f*ck was that?
You shoulda gone ahead and hit that f*ckin' playback,
All these f*cking "rockstars"
Auto-tune the worst parts,
Same three chords on each bar,
Man this shit is not hard,
Writers in the dark (dark)
Shittier than pop tarts,
Y'all ain't f*ckin' rockstars,
Ain't no f*ckin rockstar.

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 grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock
Rockstar
Star
Rockstar