Not Real (Version 2) Playboi Carti

[Intro]
(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 and that bitch so bad (Tssh-tssh-tssh)
I'm on that lean, lil' bitch
Kick the bitch out, I didn't need the bitch

[Verse 1]
I'm from the Flat, lil' niggas (Woo, yeah)
We startеd trappin', nigga (Woo, tssh)
We started rappin', nigga (Woo)
Thesе all black diamonds, nigga (Woo)
Hang out with robbers, nigga (Woo)
What you know about robbin' niggas? (Woo)
What you know about TECs? (Tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh, Woo)
What you know about mobbin', nigga? (Slatt, tssh-tssh, Woo)