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Internet Money Video (MV)




Performed By: YBK Omega
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Jeremiah Holmes
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YBK Omega - Internet Money Lyrics




If I got my phone in my hand
Then the cash coming in
That's internet money
And right when I hop off the plane
I'm hitting the gym
A young nigga hungry
Hot like the Nuggets, we playing for one team
Why the f*ck is you laughing, I don't see shit funny
I can't have no cancers 'round me
Got that Lululemon, Benji Fleaux
This that newer drip, I ain't like no one
I got this glock, right here, on side of me
I got a bad bitch, she at home
If you a killer you really a slide some
If it's 'bout gang 'nem I'm in that mode
And f*ck is you brand, I'm rocking my own
And f*ck is a friend if I do not know him

Rubber bands on my cash
Got palm angels on my pants
It's four grams rolled up fast
I be like "yes" when the ask
I got my mask 'case we get on they ass
Run up a check, I go ninety, I'm fast
I got my legs sitting on the dashboard
I need to gone 'head get my passport
I give 'em everything that they ask for
Take a trip, I'm at my own pace
I been grinding long days
Been that nigga since the fro phase
Look both ways, tie both laces
I'm the boss, I ain't moving like old days
I'm the reason she went on a hoe phase
I 'member X pills with the OJs

When I got that call, it feel like my soul taken
Damn my brodie gone, I can't see him no days
I got on my headphones
Don't care what they gone say
I got on my headphones
Don't care what they gone say

If I got my phone in my hand
Then the cash coming in
That's internet money
And right when I hop off the plane
I'm hitting the gym
A young nigga hungry
Hot like the Nuggets, we playing for one team
Why the f*ck is you laughing, I don't see shit funny
I can't have no cancers 'round me
Got that Lululemon, Benji Fleaux
This that newer drip, I ain't like no one
I got this glock, right here, on side of me
I got a bad bitch, she at home
If you a killer you really a slide some
If it's 'bout gang 'nem I'm in that mode
And f*ck is you brand, I'm rocking my own
And f*ck is a friend if I do not know him
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English

If I got my phone in my hand
Then the cash coming in
That's internet money
And right when I hop off the plane
I'm hitting the gym
A young nigga hungry
Hot like the Nuggets, we playing for one team
Why the f*ck is you laughing, I don't see shit funny
I can't have no cancers 'round me
Got that Lululemon, Benji Fleaux
This that newer drip, I ain't like no one
I got this glock, right here, on side of me
I got a bad bitch, she at home
If you a killer you really a slide some
If it's 'bout gang 'nem I'm in that mode
And f*ck is you brand, I'm rocking my own
And f*ck is a friend if I do not know him

Rubber bands on my cash
Got palm angels on my pants
It's four grams rolled up fast
I be like "yes" when the ask
I got my mask 'case we get on they ass
Run up a check, I go ninety, I'm fast
I got my legs sitting on the dashboard
I need to gone 'head get my passport
I give 'em everything that they ask for
Take a trip, I'm at my own pace
I been grinding long days
Been that nigga since the fro phase
Look both ways, tie both laces
I'm the boss, I ain't moving like old days
I'm the reason she went on a hoe phase
I 'member X pills with the OJs

When I got that call, it feel like my soul taken
Damn my brodie gone, I can't see him no days
I got on my headphones
Don't care what they gone say
I got on my headphones
Don't care what they gone say

If I got my phone in my hand
Then the cash coming in
That's internet money
And right when I hop off the plane
I'm hitting the gym
A young nigga hungry
Hot like the Nuggets, we playing for one team
Why the f*ck is you laughing, I don't see shit funny
I can't have no cancers 'round me
Got that Lululemon, Benji Fleaux
This that newer drip, I ain't like no one
I got this glock, right here, on side of me
I got a bad bitch, she at home
If you a killer you really a slide some
If it's 'bout gang 'nem I'm in that mode
And f*ck is you brand, I'm rocking my own
And f*ck is a friend if I do not know him
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Writer: Jeremiah Holmes
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