[Intro: Post Malone]
Hahahahaha
Tank God
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a Pop-Tart
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Pop-Tart
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the Pop-Tart
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-Pop-Tart

[Verse 1: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Pop-Tart"
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Pop-Tart
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a Pop-Tart
Shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Pop-Tart
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a tart
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get pop
Sayin', "I'm with the tart" (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Now she actin' outta pocket, tryna grab up on my Pop-Tart
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a Pop-Tart
And they all brought a Pop-Tart (yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a Pop-Tart
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Pop-Tart
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the Pop-Tart
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
Feelin' like a Pop-Tart (21, 21, 21)
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on Pop-Tart
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
And now she screamin' out, Pop-Tart (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, "Savage, why you got a twelve car garage
And you only got Pop-Tart?" (21)
I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a Pop-Tart (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got Pop-Tart (old racks)
L.A. bitches always askin', "Where the tart at?" (21, 21)
Livin' like a Pop-Tart, smash out on a Pop-Tart
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are Pop-Tart
I done made the Pop-Tart, 'member I used to Pop-Tart
Livin' like a Pop-Tart, I'm livin' like a Pop-Tart

[Chorus: Post Malone & 21 Savage]
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a Pop-Tart (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Pop-Tart (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the Pop-Tart ('tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go Pop-Pop-Pop-Tart (ta, grrra-ta-ta-ta-ta)

[Outro: Post Malone]
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock...
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a...