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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Lead Vocals
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Programming
DJ Plugg
DJ Plugg
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Bobby Turner Jr.
Bobby Turner Jr.
Songwriter
DJ Plugg
DJ Plugg
Songwriter
Kenneth Smith, Jr.
Kenneth Smith, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kesha Lee
Kesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Leslie Braithwaite
Leslie Braithwaite
Mixing Engineer
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Producer
DJ Plugg
DJ Plugg
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bobby Kritical
For real, for real, for real
[Verse 2]
Sleep on 'em, that's TempurPedic
Get the green like it's kale
Pockets they fat just like Kenan
Told her I love her, ain't mean it
That's because I hit the meanest
You heard that I am from Mars
I heard that you was from Venus
I met that bitch in a meeting
I fucked that bitch from the meeting
I been was plannin' to leave her
So I just left it to Jesus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Lil Vert like Gerald
Told that girl to cheer up
Fucking that girl till she tear up
Heard you fucked her, she embarrassed
Heard your whip, Gary Barbara
Wait, for real? For real? For real?
Diamonds, they wet like a seal
Diamonds wet like Navy SEAL
Heard you drink lean, crack the seal
Everybody know it ain't real
[Verse 4]
You know I kept it for real
Walk around wit' it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real
For real? For real
All of my diamonds for real
Different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real
For real, for real
[Verse 5]
You know I kept it for real
Walk around wit' it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real
For real? For real
All of my diamonds for real
Different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real
For real, for real
[Verse 6]
Won't say no names, but my ****, they pulled up
You **** talk too much, get your mouth sewed up
Look at my chain, don't ice up, 'cause it's snowin'
Vivienne West but my friend lookin' Polo
My Gosha from Dover, I drive in the Rover
Homie don't know me, don't get in my moment
All that sneak dissin', don't think I ain't notice
I left my door and I forgot to close it
[Verse 7]
Boy, better keep it sealed
Fuck around, get killed
Fuck around, get drilled
Cut your hands if you steal
Whip it up like a meal
I just made me a mill'
Money jumpin' out my pocket
Tuckin' bands in my belt
[Verse 8]
Stop callin' my phone
Leave me alone
I'm on TV wit' the VVs, so I 3D my stones
Yeah, we really don't get along
She anemic, I'm on chill
Had to keep this shit for real
All the way till the beat build, yeah
[Verse 9]
You know I kept it for real
Walk around wit' it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real
For real? For real
All of my diamonds for real
Different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real
For real, for real
[Verse 10]
You know I kept it for real
Walk around wit' it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real
For real? For real
All of my diamonds for real
Different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real
For real, for real
Written by: Bobby Turner, Donald Cannon, Kenneth Smith, Symere Woods
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