Internet Money – Lemonade (remix) (ft. Don Toliver & Roddy Ricch) (Audio, Lyrics)

Internet Money is back out with the remix “Lemonade” featuring Don Toliver & Roddy Ricch. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Pharaoh Vice, E-Trou, Alec Wigdahl, Nick Mira & Taz Taylor.

Internet Money Lemonade (remix)

There were murmurs about a remix to Internet Money’s “Lemonade” floating about and fans expected to receive the amended version of the track last week. The artist-producer collective recently released their B4 The Storm compilation a month ago, and a standout single from the project was “Lemonade” featuring Don Toliver, Gunna, and Nav.

For the remix to “Lemonade,” you’ll find that Toliver’s inclusion remains intact as Gunna and Nav have been removed and replaced with spaced out vocals from Roddy Ricch. The Compton rapper has been taking the world by storm and it seems as if everything he touches turns platinum, so we’ll have to wait and see if this remix joins the lengthy list of plaque-earning projects he’s worked on.

Internet Money – Lemonade (remix) (ft. Don Toliver & Roddy Ricch) (prod. Pharaoh Vice, E-Trou, Alec Wigdahl, Nick Mira & Taz Taylor)

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag (Ooh)
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs (Ooh)
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

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
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’

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Why (Yeah-yeah-yeah), why?
Why you wanna waste my time?
I can tell you really hate your life
Bitch, your watch the same as mine
(Oh, yeah) I can’t relate
Designer frames, I’m blind today
(Oh, oh yeah) I’m never late
The money callin’, you needed space

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag (Ooh)
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs (Ooh)
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

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
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’

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Yeah, this codeine got me trippin’ (Codeine got me trippin’)
Wish it was over, I’ve been rollin’ for a minute
I got the broad, she want the ménage inside the pla-a-ace
Sixty-eight Charger, duckin’ the laws, I might do the race
I like to ride in my new bag and I got a new bitch in my lap
Counting up the blue strips with two straps, yeah, yeah
Huh, slide in the Lambo’, I slide in the Porsches
Check my garage, I got too many choices (Too many)
Walk around, got a couple mills stuffed in my bag
Stripper hoes all in my Rolls, shakin’ they ass (Huh)
We just ran a tab up at Nobu
You said that you never got high, I’ma show you

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver, Don Toliver & Roddy Ricch]
Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs (Ooh)
Rockstar life, so much money it’ll make you laugh, hey
The bitches, they hate, and you can’t miss what you never had, hey, hey

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
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’

[Outro: Don Toliver]
Hey, yeah, yeah