DaBaby Rockstar (feat. Roddy Ricch)

tom: Abm [Primeira Parte] Abm B Gb E Woo, woo Abm B Woo, woo Gb E I pull up like Abm B Gb E How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh) Abm B Gb E How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, Seth in the kitchen) [Refrão] Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) B Gb Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) E Abm You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) B Gb Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop [Primeira Parte] B Gb It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' Yeah, yeah, yeah E Abm I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin' B Gb Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button E Abm Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket B Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper Gb I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin' E Abm I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin' B Gb Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother E I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the Abm money Okay, let's go B Gb She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot E Abm She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom) B Gb PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu E Abm My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two B And I'll kill another nigga too Gb E 'Fore I let another nigga do somethin' to you Abm B Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different Gb E Daddy love you (Yeah, yeah) [Refrão] Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) B Gb Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) E Abm You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) B Gb Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop [Segunda Parte] B Gb Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban E Abm 'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin' B Gb I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent E Abm And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey B Gb Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah E Abm My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah B We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman Gb E Fool me one time, you can't cross me again Abm B Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind Gb E If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin Abm B Maybach SUV for my refugees Gb E Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets Abm B I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station Gb E Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day Abm B But they ain't even want no smoke Gb E If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote [Refrão] Abm Let's go B Gb Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car E Abm With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) B Gb Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? E Abm This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) B Gb My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) E Abm You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) B Gb Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) E Abm And if I ain't enough, go get the chop