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Not Real - Playboi Carti 「Lyrics」

(Blatt)

[Chorus]
Yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah


Not Real - Playboi Carti 「Lyrics」

(Blatt)

[Chorus]
Yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these bitches, they lyin', yeah (Tssh)
Baby, these diamonds not Johnny, yeah
I just called up Avianne, yeah
I don't got no stylist, yeah (Slatt)
All my planes are private (Tssh)
Perkies on the private
We don't fuck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just fucked the pint up


I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' bitch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a bitch, yeah, the bitch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' bitch
Kick the bitch out, I didn't need the bitch (Tssh)

[Verse]
I'm from the Flat, lil' niggas (Yeah)
We started trappin', nigga (Tssh)
We started rappin', nigga
These all black diamonds, nigga
Hang out with robbers, nigga
What you know about robbin' niggas?


What you know about TECs? (Tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh)
What you know about mobbin', nigga? (Slatt, tssh-tssh)

[Chorus]
Look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these bitches, they lyin', yeah (Tssh)
Baby, these diamonds not Johnny, yeah
I just called up Avianne, yeah
I don't got no stylist, yeah (Slatt)
All my planes are private (Tssh)
Perkies on the private
We don't fuck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just fucked the pint up


I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' bitch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a bitch, yeah, the bitch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' bitch
Kick the bitch out, I didn't need the bitch (Tssh)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these bitches, they lyin', yeah (Tssh)
Baby, these diamonds not Johnny, yeah
I just called up Avianne, yeah


I don't got no stylist, yeah (Slatt)
All my planes are private (Tssh)
Perkies on the private
We don't fuck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just fucked the pint up
I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' bitch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a bitch, yeah, the bitch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' bitch
Kick the bitch out, I didn't need the bitch (Tssh)