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Super Rich Kids 
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de Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt
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Too many bottles of 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 joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many lies and
White lines
rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's (yeah)
She washed my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
They walk by
They must don't care
A one, a two
A hundred more will do
Too many bottles of wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
love
I'm searching for a real love
A real love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the shit for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With the hand of cash you handed
Panic and me up
latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy and Mammy done had enough
as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
believe us
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 my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down like sixty stories
And some end the way they should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash
Too many bowls of green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many lies and
White lines
rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's (yeah)
She washed my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high
The help don't stare
They walk by
They must don't care
A one, a two
A hundred more will do
Too many bottles of wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
love
I'm searching for a real love
A real love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing caddy-smashing, ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the shit for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams
With the hand of cash you handed
Panic and me up
latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy and Mammy done had enough
as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
believe us
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 my arm
She slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down like sixty stories
And some end the way they should
My silver spoon
Has fed me good
A million one, a cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash
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