"Super Rich Kids" is a song by American recording artist Frank Ocean, and the fifth single from his debut studio album, Channel Orange. It was first performed live by Ocean in 2011 and then on his channel ORANGE tour in 2012. The single was released in March 2013. The song is in the style of R&B and neo soul, and includes references to and samples of the songs "Bennie and the Jets" by Elton John, "Got to Give It Up" by Marvin Gaye, and "Real Love" by Mary J. Read Full Bio"Super Rich Kids" is a song by American recording artist Frank Ocean, and the fifth single from his debut studio album, Channel Orange. It was first performed live by Ocean in 2011 and then on his channel ORANGE tour in 2012. The single was released in March 2013. The song is in the style of R&B and neo soul, and includes references to and samples of the songs "Bennie and the Jets" by Elton John, "Got to Give It Up" by Marvin Gaye, and "Real Love" by Mary J. Blige. It addresses young, wealthy characters' ennui and fears of the financial crisis with dry humor. The song received positive critical responses and charted on the Billboard R&B Songs chart and the UK singles and R&B chart. The song also appeared on the TV show Gossip Girl and the film The Bling Ring.
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Super Rich Kids
by Frank Ocean
Too many 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 rich 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, good times babe
It's good times, yeah
She wash 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 million two
A hundred more will never do
Too many 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 joyrides 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 fake friends
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
Close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the Xanny-gnashing
Caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used that shit for batting practice
Adamant and he 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 Anns and Mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breachin' all these aqueducts
Don't believe us, treat us like we can't erupt, yup
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 'bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my hand
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
Too many 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 rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love (ain't that something rare)
I'm searching for a real love (talking 'bout real love)
Uh-uh (uh-uh)
Real love (real love, yeah)
Real love (real love)
I'm searching for a real love
(Talkin' 'bout) real love, oh
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Mark Morales, Christopher Breaux, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Thebe Kgositsile, Nathaniel V. Jr. Robinson, Kirk S. Robinson, Mark Cory Rooney
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Frank Ocean
Too many 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 rich 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, good times babe
It's good times, yeah
She wash 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 million two
A hundred more will never do
Too many 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 joyrides 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 fake friends
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love, I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love
Close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the Xanny-gnashing
Caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used that shit for batting practice
Adamant and he 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 Anns and Mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breachin' all these aqueducts
Don't believe us, treat us like we can't erupt, yup
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 'bout, do they sew wings on tailored suits
I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm
She slaps my hand
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
Too many 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 rich kids with nothing but fake friends
Real love (ain't that something rare)
I'm searching for a real love (talking 'bout real love)
Uh-uh (uh-uh)
Real love (real love, yeah)
Real love (real love)
I'm searching for a real love
(Talkin' 'bout) real love, oh
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Mark Morales, Christopher Breaux, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Thebe Kgositsile, Nathaniel V. Jr. Robinson, Kirk S. Robinson, Mark Cory Rooney
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Jacob Daly
This hits different being broke
Julián Javier Miranda Maldonado
@Parminder Kaur I used to steal and sell dope to be able to eat, now I'm able to support my family and specially my mom, but I also discovered some people I used to consider brothers started turning their backs on me, I've lost friends to this shit. more money means more problems. don't assume you know evereyone's story, I wish you the best.
Parminder Kaur
Julián Javier Miranda Maldonado no it doesn’t my family went from poor to rich within the last 15 years close your for what you can’t imagine applies both ways and money just helps us out so much more now we don’t have the problems we use to my parents we’re always supportive tho it’s definitely better having not supportive rich parents than not supportive poor parents the people I grew up around are suffering like crazy your mental health issues don’t even compare fix your mindset
Julián Javier Miranda Maldonado
rhis even hits harder being rich
Trenton
must suck
Young Eye Sic
Viola cant really disagree
John Fred
😂 yall know some rich kids be listenin 2 this thinkin bout their problems
Tallzom
Their problems is that their life is empty and there is no excitement since everything is given to them
David Ryan
@Quest Tzecai therapists don't get rid of your problems
David Ryan
@Squiddy FancySon yeah, different problems