starboy

Tom : C
[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

[Refrão]
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

[Próxima Parte]
Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

[Trecho 2x 2x]
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
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

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
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
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

[Pré-Refrão 2x 2x 2x]
G
House so empty, need a centerpiece

[Próxima Parte]
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