Filthy Rich - Evalyn, Sweater Beats

My man says I’m a smoking gun

They call me cheap Champagne

But I’m his Dom Pérignon

Kids online say I have too much fun

I get high with the spotlight on

Baby when the crowd goes home

I’m all alone and I’ve got no one

Baby when the credits roll

No self control

I come undone

I thought you knew I’m filthy rich

I thought you knew I never answer my phone

I thought you knew I was a bitch

I got a driver so I’m never alone

I thought you knew I was a late night cat fight

Cocaine kid with a bad bite

Strung out on pills like Wall Street on a week night, oh

I thought you knew

My man calls me a setting sun

Pretty little Hollywood

Gonna have a Rolling Stone

Spread, page one

And credit cards are so much fun

Jesus won’t you save my soul

No self control

I come undone

I thought you knew I’m filthy rich

I thought you knew I never answer my phone

I thought you knew I was a bitch

I got a driver so I’m never alone

I thought you knew I was a late night cat fight

Cocaine kid with a bad bite

Strung out on pills like Wall Street on a week night, oh

I thought you knew

I thought you knew

Maserati gonna be here any minute now

Maserati gonna be here any minute now

I thought you knew I’m filthy rich

I thought you knew I never answer my phone

I thought you knew I was a bitch

I got a driver so I’m never alone

I thought you knew I was a late night cat fight

Cocaine kid with a bad bite

Strung out on pills like Wall Street on a week night, oh

I thought you knew

I thought you knew

I thought you knew