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Super Rich Kids 
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de Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt
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Too many of this wine we can't pronounce
Too bowls of that 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 white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, times, babe
It's good times (yeah)
She washed my back times a day
This shower head so amazing
We'll be high
The help don't stare
They just by
They must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred will never do
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
lines
Super rich kids with but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm for a 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, bratty ass
He mad, he his daddy's Jag
And the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching 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
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down sixty 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 bowls of that 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 white lies and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, times, babe
It's good times (yeah)
She washed my back times a day
This shower head so amazing
We'll be high
The help don't stare
They just by
They must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred will never do
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Charms
The maids come around too much
ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
lines
Super rich kids with but loose ends
Super kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love
I'm for a 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, bratty ass
He mad, he his daddy's Jag
And the for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and Mammy had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching 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
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down sixty 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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