Filthy Rich (Sweater Beats Remix)

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