The Weeknd – Starboy (Guitar)

Am                                   C
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah

                                   F
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah

                                  Dm
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah

                                    Am
All red Lambâ just to tease you, ah

                                 C
None of these toys on lease too, ah

                                    F
Made your whole year in a week too, yah

                                Dm
Main bitch out your league too, ah

                                   Am
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

Am                              C
House so empty, need a centerpiece

                              F
20 racks a table cut from ebony

                               Dm
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces

                                               Am
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby

Am                                   C
You talking money, need a hearing aid

                                       F
You talking bout me, I don't see the shade

                                Dm
Switch up my style, I take any lane

                                Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am C                    F   Dm
     Look what you've done

Am C                    F   Dm
   Look what you've done

Am                                C
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah

                                 F
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah

                              Dm
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah

                                   Am
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah

                                       C
Coming for the king, that's a far cry, ah

                               F
I come alive in the fall time, I

                                     Dm
No competition, I don't really listen

Am                             C
House so empty, need a centerpiece

                              F
20 racks a table cut from ebony

                              Dm
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces

Am                                C
You talking money, need a hearing aid

                                         F
You talking bout me, I donât see the shade

                                 Dm
Switch up my style, I take any lane

                                   Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am C                    F   Dm
     Look what you've done

Am C                    F   Dm
   Look what you've done

Am
  Let a nigga brag Pitt

  C
  Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit

  F
  Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon

  Dm
  Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish

  Am
  Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan

  C
  Girls get loose when they hear this song

  F
  100 on the dash get me close to God

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

Am                             C
House so empty, need a centerpiece

                              F
20 racks a table cut from ebony

                              Dm
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces

Am                                C
You talking money, need a hearing aid

                                         F
You talking bout me, I donât see the shade

                                 Dm
Switch up my style, I take any lane

                                   Am
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Am C                    F   Dm
     Look what you've done

Am C                    F   Dm
   Look what you've done

Am C                    F   Dm
     Look what you've done

Am C                    F   Dm
   Look what you've done