Hey, hey, oh
You can't buy happiness, but that dont stop you from trying
We know those arent your friends, but that dont stop you from lying
To everyone on the internet
Did you get your fifteen minutes yet?
'Cause we know, you're fake as all your tears
But that don't stop you from crying
I saw your new TikTok
Oh my God, you're so punk rock
If you think this song's about you that's because it is
You complain, yeah, we get it it's so hard being famous
All that money, burning holes, in your new designer clothes
It's such a shame (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
Rich kids ruin everything
You can have anything, daddy's money's buying (With a lot of ignorance)
You copy everyone, another trend you're riding
I saw your new IG
Oh my God, you're so edgy
If you think this song's about you that's because it is
You complain, yeah, we get it it's so hard being famous
All that money, burning holes, in your new designer clothes
It's such a shame (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
Rich kids ruin everything (Hey)
And this one's for the kids
Who grew up and broke and didn't have shit
We're screaming, "Fuck this" because
We're not gonna take it
Yeah
Run that over again (Run that over again)
Ooh
Run that over again
If you think this song's about you that's because it is (This is all about you)
You complain, yeah, we get it it's so hard being famous
All that money, burning holes, in your new designer clothes
It's such a shame (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
Rich kids ruin everything (Hey)
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