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lirik lagu for real ft. bri-c – sphnxy

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[chorus: sphnxy]
b*tch is you for real?
is your love for real?
dior and it’s real
designer to cover my feels
i told her f*ck how you feel
i’on care how you feel
b*tch is you for real?
is your love for real?
i rock dior and it’s real
designer to cover my feels
i told her f*ck how you feel
i’on care how you feel
don’t talk when i get that deal
celebrate, money and pills
dior, my body, designer and drugs how i feel
b*tch you’re, my body, i won’t let you go anywhere
the score, ain’t countin’, i ran it up to the ceiling
i told her f*ck how you feel, b*tch f*ck how you feeling

[verse 1: sphnxy]
for real, ride for my city
why you think 508 all on my chain?
with gang it get litty, 2 percs to the brain
high off my ass still ain’t lovin no bitty, uh
only thing i love is money and glizzys
and only some people i keep right here with me
speak on my name we leave lead in yo’ kidneys
b*tch, i f*cked yo’ shorty raw off of that whitney (cocaine)
okay, no brainer
no playin no games
shotty with me
cobain yo’ brain, eugh
we ain’t the same
meet me inna stu, watch me go insane
i hop inna whip already know my name
fans ’round state and global, aye
yeah, we not the same
whip with your b*tch and she givin me brain
toppin’ me off when you leave every day
nut then i leave, i’m gon’ be mia
tryna’ top me can’t beat me in this game
you’ll never be in my lane
on track for success, b*tch, yeah, i had to train
tryna’ f*ck with me, b*tch don’t know my name
[chorus: sphnxy]
b*tch is you for real?
is your love for real?
i rock dior and it’s real
designer to cover my feels
i told her f*ck how you feel
i’on care how you feel
don’t talk when i get that deal
celebrate, money and pills
dior, my body, designer and drugs how i feel
b*tch you’re, my body, i won’t let you go anywhere
the score, ain’t countin’, i ran it up to the ceiling
i told her f*ck how you feel, b*tch f*ck how you feeling

[verse 2: bri*c]
told shorty i loved her, and know that i’m lying
i just wanna dub her for one night
i know what i said but i’m still indeciding
she f*ck with on flak ’cause i’m high as a pilot
they riding my wave like a new kawasaki
she know that i got that
she watching my pocket
these n*ggas be trippin’
but still never profit
i’m stuffed with them benjis
and all of my robins
i’ve been all this time, trying to figure out mine
new balenci’s for my toes
but she on my line like 925
everyday non*stop, i know
look girl you ain’t for real
i know it please just let me go
and all the things we did that summer
it’s better left alone
i don’t know what you want me for?
we played these games just back and forth
she gave me brain like on the road
and then we both got up to go
yeah i know sh*t gets hectic
i been saying f*ck your feels
before it gets to personal
girl i got a question here
[chorus: sphnxy]
b*tch is you for real?
is your love for real?
i rock dior and it’s real
designer to cover my feels
i told her f*ck how you feel
i’on care how you feel
don’t talk when i get that deal
celebrate, money and pills
dior, my body, designer and drugs how i feel
b*tch you’re, my body, i won’t let you go anywhere
the score, ain’t countin’, i ran it up to the ceiling
i told her f*ck how you feel, b*tch f*ck how you feeling

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