[Verse 1] 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, yah Main bitch out your league too, ah Side bitch out of your league too, ah
[Pre-Chorus] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking bout me, I don't see a shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
[Chorus] Look what you've done I’m a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
[Verse 2] Every day a nigga try to test me, ah Every day a nigga try to end me, ah Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah I come alive in the fall time, I No competition, I don't really listen I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition
[Pre-Chorus] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
[Chorus] Look what you've done I’m a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin’ starboy
[Verse 3] 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 roof in that Wraith of Khan Girls get loose when they hear this song 100 on the dash get me close to God We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars
[Pre-Chorus] House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You talking 'bout me, I don't see a shade Switch up my style, I take any lane I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
[Chorus] 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' starboyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
