Not Real (Molly) lyrics

[Intro]
(Blatt)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these b*tches, 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 f*ck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just f*cked the pint up
I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' b*tch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a b*tch, yeah, the b*tch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' b*tch
Kick the b*tch out, I didn't need the b*tch (Tssh)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I'm from the Flat, lil' n*ggas (Yeah)
We started trappin', n*gga (Tssh)
We started rappin', n*gga
These all black diamonds, n*gga
Hang out with robbers, n*gga
What you know about robbin' n*ggas?
What you know about TECs? (Tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh-tssh)
What you know about mobbin', n*gga? (Slatt, tssh-tssh)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these b*tches, 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 f*ck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just f*cked the pint up
I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' b*tch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a b*tch, yeah, the b*tch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' b*tch
Kick the b*tch out, I didn't need the b*tch (Tssh)
[Verse 2: Stacc Hunna]
Been savage cause I’ve been in juvy for months
I had a f*cking teen that taught me how to use guns
Now I’m in the trap house killing my rivals
I had beef with f*ckboys now I hit a new trial
b*tches call me Jason from Friday 13
Bloody chainsaws that’s all over me
We don’t need an Uber
Call me Freddy Krueger
Ice on my wrist that’s why I keep on getting cooler
b*tch this is a banger this a real hit
I’m the most savage kid to ever exist x1
Yeah b*tch this is a real hit

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, look at these diamonds, they shinin', yeah
Look at these b*tches, 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 f*ck with molly
We had to lay back on them pills (Tssh)
I just f*cked the pint up
I'm finna set up in your field
Get slimed, lil' b*tch, I know you not real
I'ma spend my money on guns and pills
In Atlanta with a b*tch, yeah, the b*tch so bad
I'm on that lean, lil' b*tch
Kick the b*tch out, I didn't need the b*tch