Hey, hey, oh

You can't buy happiness, but that don't stop you from tryin'
We know those aren't your friends, but that don't stop you from lyin'
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 that 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
but daddy's money's buyin' (With a lot of ignorance)
You copy everyone, another trend you're ridin'

I saw your new Ig
Oh my God, you're so edgy

If you think that 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, broke and didn't have shit
We're screaming, "Fuck this" because
We're not gonna take it

Yeah, one day we'll make it (One day we'll make it)
Ooh, one day we'll make it

If you think that 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