Starboy chords by The Weeknd (Ver. 3)

Verse 1:
Am                                     Em
  I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
                                     C
  P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
                                  G
  Milli point 2 just to hurt you, ah
                                  Am
  All red lamb just to tease you, ah
                                   Em
  None of these toys on lease too, ah
                                      C
  Made your whole year in a week too, yah
                                     G
  Main bitch out of your league too, ah
                                     Am
  Side bitch out of your league too, ah

Pre-Chorus:
Am                               Em
  House so empty need a centerpiece
                                    C
  Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                G
  Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
  Then she clean it with her face, man

  I love my baby
Am                                   Em
  You talking money need a hearing aid
                                          C
  You talking bout me I don't see the shade
                                   G
  Switch up my style I take any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


Chorus:
Am Em                   C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy
Em                      C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy


Verse 2:
                                    Em
  Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
                                   C
  Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
                                G
  Pull off in that roadster SV, ah
                                    Am
  Pockets over weight gettin hefty, ah
                                       Em
  Coming for the king that's a far cry I
                                C
  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


Pre-Chorus:
Am                               Em
  House so empty need a centerpiece
                                    C
  Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                G
  Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
  Then she clean it with her face, man

  I love my baby
Am                                   Em
  You talking money need a hearing aid
                                          C
  You talking bout me I don't see the shade
                                   G
  Switch up my style I take any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


Chorus:
Am Em                   C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy
Em                      C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy


Verse 3:
                        Em
  Let a nigga Brad Pitt 🏷Legend of the fall
                             C
  Took the year like a bandit
                                           G
  Bought momma a crib and a brand new wagon
                                            Am
  Now she hit the grocery shop lookin lavish
                                        Em
  Star Trek groove in that Wrath of Khan
                                         C
  Girls get loose when they hear the song
                                         G
  Hundred on the dash get me close to God
                                              Am
  We don't pray for love we just pray for cars


Pre-Chorus:
Am                               Em
  House so empty need a centerpiece
                                    C
  Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
                                G
  Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
G
  Then she clean it with her face, man

  I love my baby
Am                                   Em
  You talking money need a hearing aid
                                          C
  You talking bout me I don't see the shade
                                   G
  Switch up my style I take any lane

  I switch up my cup I kill any pain


Chorus:
Am Em                   C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy
Em                      C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy
Em                      C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy
Em                      C
      Look what you've done
G                          Am
      I'm a mother fuckin' Starboy