[Intro]
Yeah…
You know what they say…
More money, more problems.
But honestly?
These problems look pretty fucking good on me.
[Verse 1]
Woke up late in a hotel suite
Missed my flight ‘cause I couldn’t leave
Got three invitations for the same damn night
Now I gotta choose which party gets my spotlight
My closet’s full but I got nothing to wear
Another diamond bracelet? Yeah, I’ll put it right there
My phone won’t stop, everybody wants a piece
God, it’s exhausting being this damn elite
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it sounds ridiculous
Complaining when I’m blessed
But if this is what a problem looks like
I’ll take it over the rest
[Chorus]
Champagne problems
Pour another glass
Too much money, too much drama
And I’m spending way too fast
Champagne problems
Living way too good
If you wanna trade your life for mine
Baby, I don’t think you would
Champagne problems
Yeah, they’re fucking real
When your biggest worry is deciding
Which luxury to feel
[Verse 2]
My ex keeps calling, I keep hitting decline
My new man says he loves me, but he’s wasting my time
The paparazzi caught me leaving at four
Now everybody wants to know who I’m leaving with the door
I got reservations at a place that’s impossible
They gave me the table ‘cause apparently I’m “notable”
My therapist says I need to slow my life down
But I bought another sports car just to drive around town
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it sounds ridiculous
Complaining when I’m blessed
But if this is what a problem looks like
I’ll take it over the rest
[Chorus]
Champagne problems
Pour another glass
Too much money, too much drama
And I’m spending way too fast
Champagne problems
Living way too good
If you wanna trade your life for mine
Baby, I don’t think you would
Champagne problems
Yeah, they’re fucking real
When your biggest worry is deciding
Which luxury to feel
[Bridge]
Oh, poor me
Another sold-out show
Oh, poor me
Another place to go
Oh, poor me
Everybody knows my name
I could complain all night…
But I’d rather celebrate.
[Breakdown]
Pop the bottle!
Turn the lights up!
Call my girls!
We’re staying up!
If being spoiled is a crime
Then lock me the fuck up!
[Final Chorus]
Champagne problems
Pour another glass
Too much money, too much drama
And I’m spending way too fast
Champagne problems
Living way too good
If you wanna trade your life for mine
Baby, I don’t think you would
Champagne problems
Yeah, they’re fucking real
When your biggest worry is deciding
Which luxury to feel
[Outro]
More money.
More problems.
More champagne.
I’ll drink to that.