Lyrics: 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
House so empty, need a centerpiece 20 racks a table cut from ebony She 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
Look what you've done I’m a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Everyday I want you in the worst way, ah Got a table waiting with the henny, ah Show a little motion baby, ah Maybe I can help in the 'cedes, ah Comin' for the king that’s an invite, ah Side eye comin' from your bitches, I Don’t pay no mind, I don’t really listen Baby you do what you want you’re the vision
House so empty need a centerpiece I can be your bedroom chandelier I’ll do you good when you feelin weakness Gettin high til we so numb I love my baby Seeing stars like we in LA Comin down take another blaze Switch up my choice I take anything I switch up my cup I kill any pain
Look what you've done You're a motherfuckin' starboy Look what you've done You're a motherfuckin' starboy
