YUNG & RICH

I think it’s funny that you think you know a thing
Put judgement on me but you don’t know where I’ve been
So sweet and lovely pampered up and perfect skin
With all that money you’d think you’d have common sense
You’re loving daddy gave you his Corvette but
You’re feeling rowdy so you call the Uber X up

You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish

My short skirts black but it’s frayed tho
Have you ever wondered why you’re so afraid tho?
Six figures in your bank account that you didn’t do a thing for life is pretty nice
But you still seem to complain tho
Woah
I did it again I said too much
Now you won’t pretend that we’re best friends
And in the end, we pop some bottles and take some shots the tabs on you
Because my overdraft lines are looking battered and bruised

You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish

Hello operator, can you help me sell me a soul?
I just wanna know how it feels to have it all
I ain’t got no notes just pockets full of loose metal
If someone blew up the banks would we be on the samelevel?
Full shutdown, talking
Your money in my pocket
Don’t worry about your wallet
No good miss robin hood stole it
Yo milkie what you gonna do with all that cash?
Rich girl shit
I'm gonna spend it fast
Live large
Die hard
Fukstars
Yeah I’ll get
Muscle cars
Slick guitars
Top floor suites with
Armoured guards in
Tinted shades and
Foreign blades
Hand grenade
The ace of spades
Put it all on black
'Cause we’re never coming back
How the fuck did you spend that all already?
But I
I’ll never get to be like you
Cause we
Yeah we were born to lose
All pain no gain
Just waste away
And everydays the fuckin same
But I
I’ll never get to be like you
Yeah I
I don't wanna be like
You, yeah I
I never wanna be like

You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish
You’re so yung and rich you’re so yung and rich
Shooting stars ain’t shit don’t need to make a wish