Songtekst
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 trippin' (Juice)
Copped the coupe (Coupe)
Woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Addy boys
Got some sixties in my bag (Addy)
Lips sealed
I 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 livin' comfortably (Thank God)
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 (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 (Juice)
Codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
Copped the coupe (Coupe)
Woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin' (Hey, hey)
I'm a rockstar, play guitars (Yeah)
Sippin' Wock', hey (Hey)
Adderall, fentanyl
Xanax bars, ay (Hey)
I was fifteen, I was sippin' codeine
With my dawg, ay (Codeine)
Did a Percocet, Promethazine
I feel gnarly (Promethazine)
Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
Still in my war ways (War ways)
Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted
He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice)
I remember from fifty, I couldn't go back empty
I knew I was stuck to the game (Stuck)
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 (Nah)
I won't ever love a bitch more than my mother
And that's on my government name (Nah)
I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one
I wish everybody get paid (Paid)
Cause we countin' up every day (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 trippin' (Juice)
Copped the coupe (Coupe)
Woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice (Ice)
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Hey, yeah, yeah
Songinformatie
Artiest | Internet Money, Gunna, Don Toliver, Nav |
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Titel |
Lemonade |
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Lengte |
3:15
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Componist(en) |
Caleb Toliver · Navraj Singh Goraya · Sergio Kitchens · Nicholas Mira · Alec Wigdahl · Elias Latrou · Henry Nichols · Danny Lee Snoddgrass, Jr. · Donny Flores · John Mitchell · Jocelyn Donald
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Producer(s) |
Nick Mira, Alec Wigdahl, E-Trou, Pharaoh Vice, Taz Taylor
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Engineer(s) |
Terrance Armond
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Mixage |
Terrance Armond, Edgard N Herrera
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Platenlabel |
Internet Money Records
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Catalogusnr |
digital download
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Releasedatum |
14-08-2020
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Hoogste positie UK |
1
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Hoogste positie US |
6
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