[Verse 1]
            
  I'm tryna pu

              
t you in the w

           
orst mood, ah
              
  P1 cleaner t

              
han your churc

         
h shoes, ah
              
  Milli point 

              
2 just to hurt

      
 you, ah
              
  All red lamb

              
 just to tease

      
 you, ah
              
  None of thes

              
e toys on leas

       
e too, ah
              
  Made your wh

              
ole year in a 

          
week too, yah
              
  Main bitch o

              
ut of your lea

         
gue too, ah
              
  Side bitch o

              
ut of your lea

              
gue too, ah


[Pre-Chorus]
            
  House so emp

              
ty need a cent

                             
erpiece
              
  Twenty racks

              
 a table cut f

        
rom ebony
              
  Cut that ivo

              
ry into skinny

    
 pieces

  Then she cle

an it with her

 face, man

  I love my baby
            
  You talking 

              
money need a h

         
earing aid
              
  You talking 

              
bout me I don'

              
t see the shad


e
              
  Switch up my

              
 style I take 

       
any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


[Chorus]
          
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy
            
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy


[Verse 2]
              
  Every day a 

              
nigga try to t

        
est me, ah
              
  Every day a 

              
nigga try to e

       
nd me, ah
              
  Pull off in 

              
that roadster 

    
SV, ah
              
  Pockets over

              
 weight gettin

        
 hefty, ah
              
  Coming for t

              
he king that's

           
 a far cry I
              
  I come alive

              
 in the fall t

    
ime I
              
  No competiti

              
on I don't rea

          
lly listen
              
  I'm in the b

              
lue mulsanne b

              
umping New Edi

    
tion


[Pre-Chorus]
            
  House so emp

              
ty need a cent

                             
erpiece
              
  Twenty racks

              
 a table cut f

        
rom ebony
              
  Cut that ivo

              
ry into skinny

    
 pieces

  Then she cle

an it with her

 face, man

  I love my baby
            
  You talking 

              
money need a h

         
earing aid
              
  You talking 

              
bout me I don'

              
t see the shad


e
              
  Switch up my

              
 style I take 

       
any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


[Chorus]
          
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy
            
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy


[Verse 3]
              
  Let a nigga 

          
Brad Pitt lege

nd of the fall
              
  Took the yea

              
r like a bandi

 
t
              
  Bought momma

              
 a crib and a 

              
brand new wago

 
n
              
  Now she hit 

              
the grocery sh

              
op lookin lavi

  
sh
              
  Star Trek gr

              
oove in that W

            
rath of Khan
              
  Girls get lo

              
ose when they 

             
hear the song
              
  Hundred on t

              
he dash get me

             
 close to God
              
  We don't pra

              
y for love we 

              
just pray for 

    
cars


[Pre-Chorus]
            
  House so emp

              
ty need a cent

                             
erpiece
              
  Twenty racks

              
 a table cut f

        
rom ebony
              
  Cut that ivo

              
ry into skinny

    
 pieces

  Then she cle

an it with her

 face, man

  I love my baby
            
  You talking 

              
money need a h

         
earing aid
              
  You talking 

              
bout me I don'

              
t see the shad


e
              
  Switch up my

              
 style I take 

       
any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


[Chorus]
          
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy
            
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy
            
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy
            
      Look wha

          
t you've done
             
      I'm a mo

             
ther fuckin' S


tarboy