Starboy: Lyrics

Starboy is a single cover of The Week'nd

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 it 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

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Every day somebody try to test me, ah

Every day somebody try to end me, ah

Pull off in that roadster SV, ah

Pockets over weight getting hefty, ah

Coming for the king, that's a far cry

I come alive in the fall time I

No competition, I don't really listen

I'm in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

House so empty, need a centerpiece

Twenty 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 the shade

Switch up my style, I take any lane

I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Let somebody brag 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

Hundred on the dash get me close to God

We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars

House so empty, need a centerpiece

Twenty 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 the shade

Switch up my style, I take any lane

I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Look what you've done!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'm a motherfuckin' Starboy