[Lyric] Money (Damien Jamesss)

(Chorus)
New York City
Window shopping
Headphones in
My head is bopping
Thinking about what I got
My money filling up my pockets
Making deposits
Posting pictures
Making profits
Collecting rings like in Sonic
Living good Cause I can afford it
(Pre-Chorus)
I think you know what's on my mind
Don't want anything but the dimes
I'll show you rich bitch in prime time
Call me Doja cause this money got me so high
(Verse)
Sweet like honey
Ain't nothing funny
I earned it myself
Can't take none from me
I dress so swag
And sometimes bummy
But either way I serve
While they're looking funny
I'm elevatеd
Your salivating
I could care less about the guys I datеd
And ex friends too
I know your listening
I'm not Qveen Herby
But I'm on a mission
(Pre-Chorus)
I think you know what's on my mind
Don't want anything but the dimes
I'll show you rich bitch in prime time
Call me Doja cause this money got me so high
I think you know what's on my mind
Don't want anything but the dimes
I'll show you rich bitch in prime time
Call me Doja cause this money got me so high