You got koolaid money with champagne taste
Living large with the bougie crew to save your face?
Bvlgari perfume & Vasace jeans
Platinum chains & Gucci gear, living out of your means
Two carat diamonds and Via Spiga shoes
Expensive vacation with big money crews
Coogi sweaters & dresses with matching hats
Pockets are malnutritioned but the wardrobe is fat
Cartier braclet and the newest Fendi bag
Got the Rolex watch because you are too good for Tag
Lexus whip sitting on 20 inches of chrome
Practically no food or a place to call home
Gotta get a mani, a pedi and fresh 'do every week
So when you're out with your balling friends, you won't look
like a freak
Spending all of your ends
Just to impress your so-called friends
Pretending to be everything you are not
It's taking everything you got
Got koolaid money with champagne taste
Will they be there for you when it blows up in your face?
Birth sign: Cancer
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