Sentimental baby, such a pretty lady
Tweaking off a Percocet she said she's feeling hazy
Girl if it's not done right
You could have a rough night
Grabbing at my cigarette-- you're a sight for sore eyes
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah
Burners on your bookshelf, medication self-help
Tearing off your fingertips cause you don't really sleep well
Coffee and some sunshine, blowjobs at a stoplight
Said I'm crunching numbers cause you just can't pin me down right
Oh it's so romantic
But it's taking a toll on your health
Oh you're so pedantic
Baby please take care of yourself
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah
Man I think I love you
You help me get to sleep
I remember what you look like
But maybe it's just the weed
Man I think I love you
I barely know your name
I don't care if you can't love me
Just let me play the game
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah
Old money, old money, old money turning
Into drug money, drug money, yeah

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