Lemonade chords by Internet Money

Intro:
C#m B G#m A x2


Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m      B
 Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m       A
 College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m       B
 Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m               A
 These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey


Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m       B    N.C.
 Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
G#m         A
 Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
C#m     B
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m     A
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

Verse 1: NAV:
N.C.
Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag (Oh, yeah)
G#m          A
 Lips sealed, I ain't pillow talkin', I'm not rat (No)
C#m       B    N.C.
 In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (Bling)
G#m        A
 Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of strips (Strips)
C#m        B
 All this money, when I grew up, I had nothin' (Nothin')
G#m             A
 Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgustin' (Disgustin')
C#m            B
 Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably (Thank God)
G#m             A   N.C.
 Getting checks, I don't believe her, she say she done with me
C#m          B
 Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way (Oh-woah)
G#m          A
 Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ)
C#m          B
 Yeah, I'm a big dog, and I walk around with no leash (Oh)
G#m         A
 I got water on me, yeah, everythin' on Fiji


Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m      B
 Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m       A
 College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m       B
 Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m               A
 These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey


Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m       B    N.C.
 Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
G#m         A
 Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
C#m     B  N.C.
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m     A
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'


Verse 2: Gunna:
C#m        B   N.C.
 I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, hey (Hey)
G#m     A
 Adderall, Fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy (Hey)
C#m          B     N.C.
 I was fifteen, I was sippin' codeine with my dawg, ayy (Codeine)
G#m          A
 Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel nauseous (Promethazine)
C#m          B
 Put up a stick and I hop on a plane

 I'm still in my war ways (War ways)
G#m          A
 Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted

He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice)
C#m            B
 I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back empty

I knew I was stuck to the game (Stuck)
G#m           A
I'm loyal and I'll never change

I'm never gon' go against the grain (Go 'gainst the grain)
C#m          B     N.C.
I'm never gon' be one turn on my brother when polices got us detained (Nah)
G#m             A
 I won't never love a bitch more than my mother

And that's on my government name (Nah)
C#m              B
 I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one

I wish everybody get paid (Paid)
G#m              A
 'Cause we countin' up every day (Every day)
                  N.C.
Gettin' high 'til I land in the grave


Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m      B
 Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m       A
 College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m       B
 Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m               A
 These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey


Chorus: Don Toliver:
C#m       B    N.C.
 Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
G#m         A
 Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
C#m     B
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m     A
 Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'


Outro: Don Toliver:
C#m B        G#m A
   Yeah, yeah, yeah

C#m B G#m A