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