Young, Rich & Skinny

(álbum: Sick At Home - 2016)

You can call me what you want, bitch
As long as you call me
I'm the one in the magazines
I live your fucking dreams

It's not my fault that I'm pretty
It's all your fault that you're (That you're just ugly)

'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters
'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters

I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I-I-I know you want me, I know you want me

Chopping up in the Mercedes
Snort it straight off of the dash
It's okay, I know you hate me
But I can't hear you through this cash

It's not my fault daddy paid me
It's all your fault that you're (You can't afford it)

'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters
'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters

I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I-I-I know you want me, I know you want me

I know you want me, you gotta want me
You get ignored 'cause you're poor so you taunt me
I know I'm popular, always be on top of ya
Sorry sweetheart but I run this shit
Today, today, today, today
Today, today, today, today
Today, today, today, today
Today, toda-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters
'Cause I'm a young, rich, skinny bitch
And that's what fucking matters

I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I know you want me, I know you want me
I-I-I know you want me, I know you want me