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Super Rich Kids 
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de Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt
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Too many bottles of this we can't pronounce
Too many of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
my day up on the roof
There's nothing like of view
Point the at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good times (yeah)
She washed my three a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
They just walk by
They must don't care
A million one, a two
A more will never do
Too many of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids nothing but fake friends
love
I'm searching for a love
A real love
I'm searching for a love
Oh, real love
your to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying Raggy and Mammy done had enough
Brash as ****
all these aqueducts
believe us
Treat us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a fool (talking about)
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's like sixty stories
And some end the way they should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my and feel the crash
Too many of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
my day up on the roof
There's nothing like of view
Point the at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good times (yeah)
She washed my three a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
They just walk by
They must don't care
A million one, a two
A more will never do
Too many of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids nothing but fake friends
love
I'm searching for a love
A real love
I'm searching for a love
Oh, real love
your to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying Raggy and Mammy done had enough
Brash as ****
all these aqueducts
believe us
Treat us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk I act a fool (talking about)
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's like sixty stories
And some end the way they should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my and feel the crash
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