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Super Rich Kids 
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de Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt
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Too many of wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
kids with nothing but ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good (yeah)
She washed my back three a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
just walk by
They don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will do
Too many bottles of wine we can't pronounce
Too bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm searching for a real love
A real love
I'm for a real love
Oh, real love
Close 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 shit for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy latch-keyed us
Toying Anns and Mammy had enough
as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t believe us
Treat us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I do
But when I'm drunk I act a fool (talking about)
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
I’m on ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's stories
And some don’t end the way should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
kids with nothing but ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good (yeah)
She washed my back three a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
just walk by
They don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will do
Too many bottles of wine we can't pronounce
Too bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm searching for a real love
A real love
I'm for a real love
Oh, real love
Close 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 shit for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy latch-keyed us
Toying Anns and Mammy had enough
as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t believe us
Treat us like we can't erupt
We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I do
But when I'm drunk I act a fool (talking about)
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
I’m on ledge
She grabs my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's stories
And some don’t end the way should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash
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