Testo Lemonade - Internet Money feat. Gunna, Don Toliver & NAV
Testo della canzone Lemonade (Internet Money feat. Gunna, Don Toliver & NAV), tratta dall'album Demons Protected By Angels (Bonus Version)
Zanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a - in my ride
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
They hate and you can't miss what you never had
Hey, hey
Off the juice, got me trippin'
Copped the coupe, woke up roof is missin'
Ice, lemonade my neck was drippin'
Ice, lemonade my neck was drippin'
Boys, got some 60's in my bag
Lips sealed, ain't pillow talkin', I'm no rat
In my earlobe, got two carats, VVS
Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress
All this money when I grew up I had nothin'
Filled with backstabbers, my whole life is disgusting
Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably
Gettin' 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 up, left the PJ's on a PJ
Yeah, I'm big dog and I walk around with no leash
I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji
Zanny -, suicide doors, brand new bag
College girls give a - in my ride
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
They hate and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
Off the juice, - got me trippin'
Copped the coupe, woke up, roof is missin'
Ice, lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice, lemonade, my neck was drippin'
I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, yeah
-, fentanyl, - bars eh
I was 15, I was sip - with my dawg, hey
Pretty -, I feel gnarly
Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
I'm still in my war ways
- is so ricky, I gotta be gifted, he blessed me with fortune and fame
I remember from 50, I couldn't go back empty
I know I was stuck to the game
I'm loyal and I'll never change
Nah, I'm never gon' go against the grain
Never gon' be the one turn on my brother
When police got us detained
I would never love a - more than my mother
And that's on my government name
I can't be no sucker, I'm hatin' on no one
And wish everybody get paid
'Cause we countin' up every day
Gettin' high 'til I land in the grave
Zanny -, suicide doors, brand new bag
College girls give a - in my ride
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
They hate and you can't miss what you never had, hey hey
Off the juice, got me trippin'
Copped the coupe, woke up, roof is missin'
Ice, lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice, lemonade, my neck was drippin'
(yeah yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): John Mitchell, Jocelyn Donald, Navraj Goraya, Sergio Kitchens, Donny Flores, Nicholas Mira, Elias Iatrou, Henry Lother Nichols, Caleb Zackery Toliver, Alec Wigdahl, Daniel Desire, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass
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