[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we cant pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents aint around enough
Too many joy rides in daddys jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Start my day up on the roof
Theres 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, good times babe
Its good times, yeah
She wash my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
Well both be high, the help dont stare
They just walk by, they must dont care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do
[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we cant pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents aint around enough
Too many joy rides in daddys jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
[Bridge]
Real love, Im searching for a real love
Oh, real love, Im searching for a real love
Oh, real love
[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Close your eyes for what you cant imagine we are the xany gnashing
Caddy smashing, bratty ass he mad, he snatched his daddys Jag
And used the sh*t for batting practice, adamant and he thrashing
Purchasing crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panicking, patch me up Pappy done latch keyed us
Toying with Raggy Anns and mammy done had enough
Brash as f*ck, breaching all these aqueducts dont believe us
Treat us like we cant erupt, yup
[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
We end our day up on the roof
I say Ill jump, I never do
But when Im drunk I act a fool
Talking bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits
Im on that ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my head
Its good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The markets down like 60 stories
And some dont 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
[Hook]
Too many bottles of this wine we cant pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky charms
The maids come around too much
Parents aint around enough
Too many joy rides in daddys jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
[Outro]
Real love (aint that something rare)
Im searching for a real love (talking bout real love)
Real love, yea
Real love (real love)
Im searching for a real love
Talking bout a real love
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