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[Intro]

Doo-doo-doo, ah-ah, doo-doo-doo (Ooh)

Doo-doo-doo, ah-ah, doo-doo-doo

[Verse 1]

Wake up with no make up and smoke up my lungs (Kiss the sun)

Polish up my nails but not my Twitter thumbs (Are you dumb?)

And you like the way I'm talkin' to you, where you from?

Could your lips stay sealed? Would you spill? Like, for real, for real

[Pre-Chorus]

Put you through the door, your Honda Accord

If you tell anybody, like

I don't need nobody calling me thotty

'Bout all of my bodies

And I'm tryna see you double out on the front of the car

Gucci I'm so pretty

Close the door, close your mouth

We don't chase clout in my city

[Chorus]

You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill

Baby, it's valid valid, I know how you feel

Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed

Gotta be low with it

[Post-Chorus]

For real, for real (For real, for real)

You know the vibes, eh-eh, don't play (For real, for real)

No cellphones, sign this NDA (For real)

And I just might let you taste the meal

But you gotta be low with it, for real, for real

[Verse 2]

Sour California, sipping on Bombay (Everyday)

Hold up while I roll up on a paper plate

While you nibble all over my body like a piece of cake

And you know the drill, let me see your skills, like, for real, for real

[Pre-Chorus]

Quit tryna be cute, stand and salute

Knockin' the boots like

My body gon' whine, it's been a long time

I gotta get mine right now

Double out on the front of the car

Gucci I'm so pretty

Close the door, close your mouth

We don't chase clout in my city

[Chorus]

You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill

Baby, it's valid valid, I know how you feel

Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed

Gotta be low with it

[Post-Chorus]

For real, for real (For real, for real)

You know the vibes, eh-eh, don't play (For real, for real)

No cellphones, sign this NDA (For real)

And I just might let you taste the meal

But you gotta be low with it, for real, for real

[Outro]

I'm tryna turn a milly to a bill'

And I could turn your demo to a deal

But snitchin' round hear could get you killed

Put some diamonds in your grill

All my diamonds are for real (For real)

I really like the way you make me feel (For real)

Like my, my, my Johnny Gill

Keep hittin' it right I'll put you in my will

Put some diamonds in your grill

All my diamonds are for real (For real)

Oh, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah