Lemonade Lyrics

Lemonade Lyrics Song Information
Song Title: Lemonade Lyrics
Label: Lyrical Lemonade
Singer: Internet Money, Gunna, Don Toliver
Music: Internet Money
Lyricist: Internet Money

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College 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 had, hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping

Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag
Lips sealed, I ain’t pillow talkin’, I’m no rat
In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS
Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress
All this money, when I grew up, I had nothing
Filled with backstabbers, my old life was 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 PJs on a PJ
Yeah, I’m a big dawg, and I walk around with no leash
I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College 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 had, hey, hey

Off the juice, codeine got me tripping
Copped the coupe, woke up, roof is missing
Ice, lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice, lemonade, my neck was dripping

I’m a rockstar, play guitars, sippin’ Wock’, hey
Adderall, fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy
I was fifteen, I was sippin’ codeine with my dawg, ayy
Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel gnarly (Promethazine)
Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
Still in my war ways
Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted
He blessed me with fortune and fame
I remember from fifty, I couldn’t go back empty
I knew I was stuck to the game
I’m loyal and I’ll never change, nah
I’m never gon’ go against the grain
I’m never gon’ be the one turn on my brother
When police has got us detained
I won’t ever love a bitch more than my mother
And that’s on my government name
I can’t be no sucker, ain’t hatin’ on no one
I wish everybody get paid
‘Cause we countin’ up every day
Gettin’ high ’til I land in the grave

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College 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 had, hey, hey

Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me tripping
Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missing
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping
Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was dripping

Yeah, yeah, yeah