INTERNET MONEY LYRICS BY JETSKI
Yeah, they tryna ride the wave like a jet-ski (Like a, uh)
Hundred bitches on my line tryna sext me (Tryna sext me)
Yeah, my pockets getting full, getting hefty (Uh)
Count with both hands, they ask if I’m a lefty (Oh yeah)
I’m tryna fuck her tonight, supermodel (Wow)
I’m tryna get lit, pop another bottle (Lit)
This whip so fast, goin’ full throttle (Vroom)
Bank account full, I hit the lotto
This the high life, baby (High)
Freak in the sheets, know what I like, baby (Know what I like)
Every day, we lit, know this wild life crazy (Wild life, yeah)
Every day, new fit, know that my drip wavy (Drip, drip)
Know that my drip wavy (Huh)
I said, “Baby, slow down, you don’t want that” (You don’t want that)
I got this money on my mind, I don’t need no stress (No stress)
That Four Loko, see she hold that (Four Loko)
The only time she feel alive is when she throw it back (Oh whoa)
I’m countin’ seven, yeah, I want like three more figures
And with all the baddies, I’ma be the same old nigga
They gon’ hate you now, that’s how the game go, nigga (Brrat, brrat, brrat)
They ain’t in my mind, lil bitch, yeah, I’m a go-getter
Turn your bitch to a ho, yeah, I’m a ho winner
I can stay by my lonely if there’s a whole winter (Oh, oh)
Baby, she gon’ call my phone, yeah, she a gold getter (Oh, oh)
Think that when I’m on the road, it put me in my mode, nigga
Yeah, they tryna ride the wave like a jet-ski (Like a what?)
Hundred bitches on my line tryna sext me (What she say?)
Yeah, my pockets getting full, getting hefty (Uh)
Count with both hands, they ask if I’m a lefty (Oh yeah)
I’m tryna fuck her tonight, supermodel (Wow)
I’m tryna get lit, pop another bottle (Lit)
This whip so fast, goin’ full throttle (Vroom)
Bank account full, I hit the lotto (Cash)
This the high life, baby (High)
Freak in the sheets, know what I like, baby (Know what I like)
Every day, we lit, know this wild life crazy (Life, yeah)
Every day, new fit, know that my drip wavy (Drip, drip)
Know that my drip wavy (Huh)
Damn, this money knee high, catch me in Ibiza
Don’t know where I’m goin’ but I’m flyin’ in a G5 (Whew)
Gucci and Dior on me, feel like I’m in a beehive (Beehive)
Diamonds on me flash so hard, you cannot see now (See)
Designer shoes on the pedal (Pedal)
Livin’ like a rockstar without heavy metal (Rock, uh)
If I left you behind, then I wish you better (Wish you better)
Yeah, you can’t keep up with me, I’m a go-getter, go-getter
Yeah, they tryna ride the wave like a jet-ski (Like a what?)
Hundred bitches on my line tryna sext me (What she say?)
Yeah, my pockets getting full, getting hefty (Uh)
Count with both hands, they ask if I’m a lefty
I’m tryna fuck her tonight, supermodel
I’m tryna get lit, pop another bottle
This whip so fast, goin’ full throttle
Bank account full, I hit the lotto
This the high life, baby
Freak in the sheets, know what I like, baby
Every day, we lit, know this wild life crazy
Every day, new fit, know that my drip wavy
Know that my drip wavy
