Internet Money

Lemonade(Chords)

Internet Money

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	        Intro: Am G Em F (x2) 
  
  

Pre-Chorus

Am G Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag Em F College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Am G Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey Em F These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
Am G N.C. Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice) Em F Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah) Am G Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' Em F Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Verse 1:

N.C. Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag (Oh, yeah) Em F Lips sealed, I ain't pillow talkin', I'm not rat (No) Am G N.C. In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (Bling) Em F Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of strips (Strips) Am G All this money, when I grew up, I had nothin' (Nothin') Em F Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgustin' (Disgustin') Am G Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably (Thank God) Em F N.C. Getting checks, I don't believe her, she say she done with me Am G Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way (Oh-woah) Em F Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ) Am G Yeah, I'm a big dog, and I walk around with no leash (Oh) Em F I got water on me, yeah, everythin' on Fiji

Pre-Chorus

Am G Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag Em F College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Am G Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey Em F These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
Am G N.C. Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice) Em F Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah) Am G N.C. Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' Em F Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Verse 2:

Am G N.C. I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, hey (Hey) Em F Adderall, Fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy (Hey) Am G N.C. I was fifteen, I was sippin' codeine with my dawg, ayy (Codeine) Em F Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel nauseous (Promethazine) Am G Put up a stick and I hop on a plane I'm still in my war ways (War ways) Em F Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice) Am G I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back empty I knew I was stuck to the game (Stuck) Em F I'm loyal and I'll never change I'm never gon' go against the grain (Go 'gainst the grain) Am G N.C. I'm never gon' be one turn on my brother when polices got us detained (Nah) Em F I won't never love a bitch more than my mother And that's on my government name (Nah) Am G I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one I wish everybody get paid (Paid) Em F 'Cause we countin' up every day (Every day) N.C. Gettin' high 'til I land in the grave

Pre-Chorus

Am G Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag Em F College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Am G Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey Em F These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
Am G N.C. Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice) Em F Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah) Am G Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin' Em F Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Outro: Am G Em F Yeah, yeah, yeah Am G Em F

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