Starboy

[Intro] C#m  G#m  G#  G#4

Am                                   G
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
                                 F
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
                                    G
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
                                 Am
All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah
                              G
None of these toys on lease too, ah
                                 F
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
                                G
Main bitch out your league too, ah
                                  Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

                           G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
                                F
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                  G
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
                                                Am
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby
                                  G
You talking money, need a hearing aid
                                    F
You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
                                 G
Switch up my style, I take any lane
                                Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am                G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
  F
Look what you've done
G                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
                  G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
  F
Look what you've done
G                   Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
                                G
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
                             F
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
                             G
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
                                Am
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
                                     G
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah
                          F
I come alive in the fall time, I
                                 G
No competition, I don't really listen
                                      Am
I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

                           G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
                                F
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                  G
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
                                                Am
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby
                                  G
You talking money, need a hearing aid
                                    F
You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
                                 G
Switch up my style, I take any lane
                                Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am                G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
  F
Look what you've done
G                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
                  G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
  F
Look what you've done
G                   Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

Am
Let a nigga Brad Pitt
G
Legend Of the Fall took the year like a bandit
F
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
G
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Am
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
G
Girls get loose when they hear this song
F
One hundred on the dash get me close to God
 G
We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

[Pre-Estribillo]
                           G
House so empty, need a centerpiece
                                F
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                  G
She cut that ivory into skinny pieces
                  G                              Am
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby
                                  G
You talking money, need a hearing aid
                                    F
You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade
                                 G
Switch up my style, I take any lane
                                Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am                G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
 F
Look what you've done
G                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
                  G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
 F
Look what you've done
G                   Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy

Am                G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
  F
Look what you've done
G                    Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
                  G
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
 F
Look what you've done
G                   Am
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy