Super Rich Kids Chords by Frank Ocean, Earl Sweatshirt

[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce.
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky [Gb] charms.
The maids come around too much.
Parents ain't around enough.
[Db]
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar.
Too many white lies [Ab] in white [Fm] lines.
Super rich kids with nothing but loose [Bm] ends.
Super rich kids with nothing but fake [Eb] friends.
Start my day up on the roof.
There's nothing like this type of view.
_ [Gb]
Point the clicker at the tube.
_ I prefer expensive news.
[Db] New cat, new girl.
New ice, new glass.
New vice, good times, babe.
It's good [Fm] times, yeah.
She wash my back three times a day.
[Bb] _ This showerhead feels so amazing.
[F] We'll both be high.
The help don't stare.
They just walk by.
[Gm] They must don't care.
[Gb]
A million one, a million two.
A hundred more will never do.
[Gm]
Too many bottles of this [Eb] wine we can't pronounce.
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky [Gb] charms.
The blades come around too much.
Parents ain't around enough.
[Db]
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar.
Too many white lies [Fm] in white lines.
[Ab] Super rich kids with [Fm] nothing but loose [Ab] ends.
Super rich kids with nothing but fake [Gm] friends.
Real love.
_ [F] _ _ [Gm] I'm searching [Gb] for our real love.
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm]
Real love.
_ I'm searching for our real love.
[Bb] Our [Bm] real love.
[Eb] Close your eyes for what you can't imagine.
We are the Xanny Nash, the Taddy Smashing,
Braddy Asking, Maddy Snatching, [Gb] Daddy's Jagging.
Use this shit for batting practice.
Adam and Annie thrashing.
Purchasing crappy grams [Ab] with half the hand of [Db] cash you handed.
Panic and patch me up.
Papi done laskyed us.
Toying with raggy hands [Fm] and Mammy done had enough.
Grass is fucked.
Breaching all these aqueducts.
[B] Don't believe us.
Treat us like we [Ab] can't erupt.
Yeah.
[Eb] We end our day up on the roof.
I say I jump, I never do.
[Gb] But when I'm drunk, I act a fool.
Talking back.
Do this or wings won't tell the truth.
[Db] I'm on that ledge.
She grabs my arm.
She slaps my head.
It's good times.
[Bb] Yeah.
Slave rips off [Fm] a sliver for [Bb] the market's down like 60 stocks.
Each hand [Gm] sunk down in the way they should.
[F] My silver [Bb] spoon is very good.
[Eb] [Gb] A million won, a million cash.
_ Close my eyes and feel the crash.
[Db]
[F] Too many [Bb] bottles of this wine we can't pronounce.
Too many bowls of that green, no lucky [Db] charms.
The maids come [Bbm] around too much.
_ Parents ain't around enough.
Too [Db] many joy rides in Daddy's Jaguar.
[Fm] Too many white lies and white lines.
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends.
[Ab] Super rich kids with nothing but fake [Gm] friends.
[Eb] Real [Bb] love, ain't that something rare?
[Eb] _ [Gm] I'm searching [Gb] for real love.
Oh, real love, [Ab] real [Db] love, yeah.
[Fm] Real love, real love.
I'm searching for _ real love.
[Bm] Talking about real love.
[B] _
_ _ [N] _ A fantastic product.
Kill it.
[Gb] _ [Bb] _