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Lemonade

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
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