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Internet Money - 2k in Tha Soda feat. LUCKI (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Internet Money
Internet Money
Performer
LUCKI
LUCKI
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
Songwriter
Louis Esposito
Louis Esposito
Songwriter
Lucki Camel Jr.
Lucki Camel Jr.
Songwriter
Jonathan Hicks
Jonathan Hicks
Songwriter
Spencer Mott
Spencer Mott
Songwriter
Trey Hilsenroth
Trey Hilsenroth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edgard Noel Herrera
Edgard Noel Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Perdu
Perdu
Producer
Radiate
Radiate
Producer
Synthetic
Synthetic
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
THXTREY
THXTREY
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I only came to LA for the drink, uh, ayy
I only came to LA for the drink
I only pop tens, they pink
I only do a Mercedes-Benz if it say AMG
I only stay close with my friends, the ones that play for keeps
I can see everything a ho gon' do, but we gon' wait and see
I took one more thirty backstage before my meet and greet, ayy
[Verse 1]
I'ma call back, but it's over
I'ma put two thousand dollars in the soda
Sound like a SRT8, but a Rover
Mash on the brakes like Sosa
I'ma say yes 'cause she pretty
I'ma cut her off if she act like I owe her
Turn a G-Wagen to a hemi
Mafioso, can't help it, it's in me
In a fast car in the city, hopin' to fly by you
Heard you say that before, thought it was déjà vu
Broke my heart and they paid me some more, outside livin' and I take it to the stu'
Spaceship truck and it teleport, super geeked up, but I'm reading the room
My idol a fraud and these **** just like 'em, at one point I believed in it too
Can't sip drank, I be needin' it too
Don't like red, but I need the juice
Say she miss me when I drop an album
Whenever I'm tourin', she back to poutin'
Said I was quittin', but I highly doubt it
I got hundreds, don't need my flowers
My brothers, they move like they paid by the hour
We ain't fall out, but shit went sour
Say she miss me, I dropped an album
[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy
I only came to LA for the drink
I only pop tens, they— ayy, ayy
I only came to LA for the drink
I only pop tens, they pink, uh
I only do a Mercedes-Benz if it say AMG, ayy
I only stay close with my friends, the ones that play for keeps
I can see everything a ho gon' do, we gon' wait and see, ayy
I took one more thirty backstage before my meet and greet, ayy
I only came to LA for the drink
I only pop tens, they pink
I only came to LA for the drink
I only pop tens, they—
I only came to LA for the drink, hmm
[Outro]
New York too, hm-hm
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Javier Mercado, Jonathan Hicks, Louis Esposito, Lucki Camel Jr., Spencer Mott, Trey Hilsenroth
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