trust fund baby

It's Rebecca's eighteenth
She's throwing a party at her Beverly Hills mansion
And the dress code's anything expensive
You've been home alone for a month
Your father's on a yacht outside of France somewhere
And your mother, well she's god knows where
But they left you the credit card
The keys to the Benz
You drink whiskey out of cups covered in Swarovski gems
Have to spend every night with your super rich friends, woah
Hear 'em say

I'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me
And they only drive around in their daddy's limousine
And they walk their dogs on a golden leash
Diamond watch from the dad they haven't seen in a week
And you're a trust fund baby, but it's not great
All your fancy friends tend to treat you like shit
And you cry in the bathroom at every party
Oh trust fund baby, so much for living the dream

Rebecca's got a new best friend
Her name's Estella
And her daddy owns a clothing brand
And her mama's friends with Paris Hilton
It's a prima donna fish tank
And now you'll have to social climb your way back up the pack
For a friend who'll drop you just as fast
So you spend all your nights
Drunk on expensive liquor
Gold leaf martini
Make it all feel like a blur
And you're fighting with your friends
Before they've served the dessert, woah
And they say

I'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me
And they only drive around in their daddy's limousine
And they walk their dogs on a golden leash
Diamond watch from the dad they haven't seen in a week
And you're a trust fund baby, but it's not great
All your fancy friends tend to treat you like shit
And you cry in the bathroom at every party
Oh trust fund baby, so much for living the dream

Woah, all your Prada bags
And your private airlines
Woah, oh they never bought you
A second of time
Woah, you can waste all your days
In an upper class haze
Woah, but soon enough
You'll grow tired of the Monopoly game
And they're lying when they're saying

I'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me
(You can trust me)
And they only drive around in their daddy's limousine
And they walk their dogs on a golden leash
Diamond watch from the dad they haven't seen in a week
(Hasn't seen him in a week)
And you're a trust fund baby, but it's not great
(Oh, no)
All your fancy friends tend to treat you like shit
So you cry in the bathroom at every party
Oh trust fund baby, so much for living the dream
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
But they'll be your enemy in the end
Who cares if money grows on trees
You can't buy time, trust fund baby
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
But they'll be your enemy in the end
Who cares if money grows on trees
You can't buy time, trust fund baby



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Writer(s): Lyric Hatezic
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