Internet Money ft. Gunna, NAV – Lemonade [Lyrics]

Internet Money ft. Gunna, NAV - Lemonade [Lyrics]
Internet Money ft. Gunna, NAV – Lemonade [Lyrics]

Lyrics Internet Money ft. Gunna, NAV – Lemonade

[Pre-Chorus – Don Toliver]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money I’ll make you laugh, hey
The bitches they hate and
You can’t miss what you never had
(Hey, hey)

[Chorus – Don Toliver]
Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Cop the Coupe (Coupe), walk up roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping

[Verse 1 – NAV]
Addy boys got some 60s in my bag
Lips sealed, I ain’t pillow-talkin’ on no rag
In my еarlobe got 2 carats, VVS
Got a penthouse, near Rodeo off the stress
All this money, when I grew up I had nothing
Filled with backstabbers my whole life, it’s disgusting
Can’t believe it, got to thank god I’m living comfortably
Getting checks, I don’t believe her, she say she done with me
Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way
Kickin’ my feet out, left her PJ’s on a PJ
Yeah I’m a big dog and I walk around with no leash
I got water on me, yeah everything on Fiji

[Pre-Chorus – Don Toliver]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money I’ll make you laugh, hey
The bitches they hate and
You can’t miss what you never had
(Hey, hey)

[Chorus – Don Toliver]
Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Cop the Coupe (Coupe), walk up roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping

[Verse 2 – Gunna]
Got the juice, I got the sauce, they got the spoof (Ooh)
I’m breaking loose, I rock these chains like the news
I drink Henny and I’m smoking on the roof
In the islands, mixing juice we’re overproof

[Verse 3 – Gunna]
Cop a whip, when I hop out its a big drip
Please don’t trip, ’cause it’s pistol on my grip grip
I’m counting money, my family they countin’ on me
I’m paranoid, got all these cameras on me
Somersault, I’m making flips in the trap
All my dawgs getting rich, make me glad
I go hard just to put us on the map
I go hard just so I could break a bag (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money I’ll make you laugh, hey
The bitches they hate and
You can’t miss what you never had
(Hey, hey)

[Chorus]
Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Cop the Coupe (Coupe), walk up roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping

[Pre-Chorus – Don Toliver]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money I’ll make you laugh, hey
The bitches they hate and
You can’t miss what you never had
(Hey, hey)

[Chorus – Don Toliver]
Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Cop the Coupe (Coupe), walk up roof is missing (Yeah, yeah)
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping