Chord dan Lirik Lagu Rockstar – DaBaby

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Intro: DaBaby

G#m B F# E

Woo, woo

G#m B

Woo, woo

F#    E

I pull up like

G#m                            B             F#                          E

How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh)

G#m                      B                 F#           E

How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, Seth in the kitchen)

[Chorus: DaBaby]

G#m

Let’s go

B                                     F#

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car

E                            G#m

With the pistol on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

B                      F#

Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?

E                                    G#m

This ain’t no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)

B                                  F#

My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)

E                             G#m

You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)

B                            F#

Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin’ (Woo)

E                              G#m

And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop

[Verse 1: DaBaby]

B                                 F#

It’s safe to say I earned it, ain’t a nigga gave me nothin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

E                           G#m

I’m ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin’

B                                       F#

Know you heard me say, “You play, you lay,” don’t make me push the button

E                                  G#m

Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin’ bucket

B

Goin’ for buckets, I bought a chopper

F#

I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain’t goin’ for nothin’

E                                              G#m

I’m ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see ’em runnin’

B                                       F#

Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother

E                                              G#m

I’m really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money

(Okay, let’s go)

B                                          F#

She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot

E                                       G#m

She know what I do, she know ‘fore I run from a nigga, I’ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)

B                                        F#

PTSD, I’m always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu

E                                               G#m

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

F#                                        E

‘Fore I let another nigga do somethin’ to you

G#m                     B

Long as you know that, don’t let nobody tell you different

F#                     E

Daddy love you (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: DaBaby & Roddy Ricch]

G#m

Let’s go

B                              F#

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car

E                            G#m

With the pistol on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

B                      F#

Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?

E                                    G#m

This ain’t no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)

B                                  F#

My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)

E                             G#m

You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)

B                            F#

Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin’ (Woo)

E                              G#m

And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]

B                             F#

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban

E                          G#m

‘Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin’

B                              F#

I got the mop, watch me wash ’em like detergent

E                                  G#m

And I’m ballin’, that’s why it’s diamonds on my jersey

B                               F#

Slide on opps’ side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah

E                            G#m

My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah

B

We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman

F#                           E

Fool me one time, you can’t cross me again

G#m                        B

Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind

F#                             E

If he talkin’ on the yard, the pen’ dogs’ll take his chin

G#m        B

Maybach SUV for my refugees

F#                       E

Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets

G#m                           B

I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station

F#                                  E

Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day

G#m                      B

But they ain’t even want no smoke

F#                          E

If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote

[Chorus: DaBaby]

G#m

Let’s go

B                              F#

Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car

E                            G#m

With the pistol on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

B                      F#

Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?

E                                    G#m

This ain’t no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)

B                                  F#

My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)

E                             G#m

You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)

B                            F#

Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin’ (Woo)

E                              G#m

And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop

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