I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
All red lamb' just to tease you, ah
None of these toys on lease too, ah
Made your whole year in a week too, yeah
Main bitch out of your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah
House so empty need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean up with her face, man
I love my baby
You talking money need a hearing aid
You talking 'bout me I don't see the shade
Switch up my style I take any lane
I switch up my cup I kill any pain
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy
Let a nigga Brad Pitt legend of the fall
Took the year like a bandit
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
Hundred on the dash get me close to God
We don't pray for love we just pray for cars
You talking money need a hearing aid
You talking bout me I don't see your shade
Switch up my style I take any lane
I switch up my cup I kill any pain
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy
Look what you've done!
I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

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