Super Rich Kids by Frank Ocean & Earl Sweatshirt

Too many (1)______________ of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many (2)__________ of (3)________ green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much

Parents ain't around enough

Too many joy (4)__________ in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white (5)________ and
White lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich (6)________ with nothing but fake friends
Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like (7)________ type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's (8)________ (9)__________ (yeah)
She washed my back three times a day

This (10)____________ 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 million two
A (11)______________ more will never do

Too many (12)______________ of this wine we can't pronounce
Too (13)________ bowls of (14)________ green, no Lucky Charms
The maids (15)________ (16)____________ too much

Parents ain't around enough

Too (17)________ 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 (18)________ friends
Real love

I'm searching for a real love

A real love

I'm searching for a real 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 (19)________ you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy (20)________ latch-keyed us
Toying with (21)__________ (22)________ and Mammy done had enough
Brash as ****
Breaching all these aqueducts
Don’t believe us
Treat us (23)________ we can't erupt

We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I (24)__________ do
But when I'm drunk I act a (25)________ (talking about)
Do they sew (26)__________ on tailored suits
I’m on that ledge
She (27)__________ 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 (28)______________ one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash

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