[INTRO]
Am
[VERSE 1]
Am C
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
G
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
F
Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah
Am
All red lamb just to tease you, ah
C
None of these toys on lease too, ah
G
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
F
Main bitch out of your league too, ah
Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah
[HOOK]
Am C
House so empty need a centerpiece
G
20 racks a table cut from ebony
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
C
You talking money need a hearing aid
G
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
F
Switch up my style I take any lane
Am
Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS]
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
[VERSE 2]
Am C
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
G
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
F
Pull off in that roadster sv, ah
Am
Pockets over weight gettin hefty, ah
C
Coming for the king that's a far cry I
G
I come alive in the fall time I
F
No competition I don't really listen
I'm in the blue mulsanne bumping New Edition
[HOOK]
Am C
House so empty need a centerpiece
G
20 racks a table cut from ebony
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
C
You talking money need a hearing aid
G
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
F
Switch up my style I take any lane
Am
Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS]
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
[VERSE 3]
Am G
Let a nigga Brad Pitt legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
F
Bought momma a crib and a brand new wagon
G
Now she hit the grocery shop lookin lavish
Am
Star trek roof in that wraith of khan
G
Girls get loose when they hear the song
F
100 on the dash get me close to God
G
We don't pray for love we just pray for cars
[HOOK]
Am C
House so empty need a centerpiece
G
20 racks a table cut from ebony
F
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
C
You talking money need a hearing aid
G
You talking bout me I don't see the shade
F
Switch up my style I take any lane
Am
Switch up my cup I kill any pain
[CHORUS]
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
Am G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
F
Look what you done!
G
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a mother fuckin Starboy
