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-
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 same level?
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
Cuz we’re never coming back
(How the fuck did you spend that 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 everyday’s the fuckin’ same
But I
I don’t wanna be like you
Yeah I
I don’t wanna be like you
Yeah I
I don’t wanna be like you
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
