[Verse 1]
Yes I'm stressed, ain’t got time to rest
Everybody's trying to get to wealth from welfare
And back again
Take a shortcut
On your knees real slow
Down to the fan bank, money to blow
Sniffing on space dust
Confucius never had a buzz like this
Lightyear and Ziggy with the sherbet fizz
Paid for the Merc with the fanboy jizz
Loose elastic, wrapped in plastic
Got a heart of gold but a head like a sinner
Looks of a killer
Living in a Hitchcock thriller with generational money
And living on interest, never had a paycheck
Always on thе D list, get a lot of free shit
Can I take a sweet pic?
Sold, to the highеst bidder
Cream of the crop
Let me rise to the top
I'm a winner
Does my face look thinner?
[Refrain]
I’m Marilyn Monroe
Not as stupid as I look
I don't do things by the book
[Chorus]
I'm animalistic
Anarchistic
Cutthroat two-bit son of a preacher
I'm Mona Lisa
I'm sick but I'm not sick as I ought to be
I'm just as sick as I'm taught to be
Spare a fortune, talk to me
Yeah confidence, it comes to me
Trapped in a modern tragedy now
[Verse 2]
No more, no less
No second guess
Gotta leave a tip if you wanna request
Nothing too weird, no casual sex
A little bit spicy, a little bit fetch
Subscription fees and slap up dinners
Champagne showers, lottery winners
Soho house and a ballroom blitz
St. Tropez via St. Moritz
Stay with me
Dance with me
Leave a little piece of your heart for me
This is art to me
You’re a masterpiece
I’m the master plan
And I'm the Master Chief
I’ll play chess while you play checkers
Bad tattoos and Barbie stickers
Lipstick stains on bathroom stalls
[Refrain]
I'm Marilyn Monroe
Not as stupid as I look
I don't do things by the book
[Chorus]
I'm animalistic
Anarchistic
Cutthroat two-bit son of a preacher
It’s nice to meet ya
I'm rich but I'm not as rich as I ought to be
I'm just as rich as I'm taught to be
Spare a fortune, talk to me
Yeah confidence, it comes to me
Trapped in a modern tragedy now
Did I just stutter?
Did my heart flutter?
Get your mind out of the gutter
Trying to think about anyone but her
Confidence, it comes to me
Trapped in a modern tragedy
I'm not sick 'cause I ought to be
I'm just as sick as I'm taught to be now
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