Super Rich Kids by Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt

Too (1)________ bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many 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 (2)________ 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 prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, (3)________ times, babe
It's good times (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 just walk by
They must don't care

A million one, a (4)______________ two
A hundred more will never do

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of (5)________ 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 (6)__________ lies and
White lines
Super (7)________ kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love

I'm searching for a real love

A real love

I'm searching for a (8)________ love

Oh, real love

Close your eyes 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
Purchasing crappy grams
With half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toying with Raggy (9)________ and Mammy done had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t believe us
Treat us (10)________ 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 like sixty stories
And some don’t end the way they 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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