Internet Money Lemonade ft Don Toliver Gunna Nav Dir by ColeBennett.Mp3
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bagCollege girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey These bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never hadHey, heyOff the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missing (yeah)Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' Addy boys, got some 60's in my bag (yeah)Lips sealed, ain't pillow talkin', I'm no rat (no)In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (bling)Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress (stress)All this money, when I grew up, I had nothing (nothing)Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgusting (disgusting)Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm living comfortably (thank God)Gettin' checks, I don't believe her, she say she done with meBurnt some bridges, and I let the fire light the way (oh-whoa)Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ)Yeah, I'm a big dawg, and I walk around with no leash (oh)I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bagCollege girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, heyThese bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never hadHey, heyOff the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missing (yeah)Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' Wock', ayy (hey)Adderall, feelin' nausea, xanax bars, ayy (yeah)I was fifteen, I sip codeine with my dawg, yeah (codeine)Did a Percocet, promethazine, I feel gnarly (promethazine)Put up a stick and I hop on a planeStill in my war ways (war ways)Shit is so risky, I gotta be giftedHe blessed me with fortune and fame (fortune and fame, nice)I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back emptyI knew I was stuck to that game, uh (stuck)Loyal and I'll never change, yeahI'm never gon' go against the grain (go 'gainst the grain)Never gon' be one to turn on my brother when police has got him detained (nah)I won't ever love a bitch more than my motherAnd that's on my government name (nah)I can't be no sucker, ain't hating on no oneI wish everybody get paid (paid)'Cause we counting up everyday (everyday)Getting high 'til I land in the grave Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bagCollege girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, heyThese bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never hadHey, heyOff the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missing (yeah)Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'Yeah, yeah, yeahyeah
