Lil Uzi Vert - For Real [Official Instrumental]
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- Опубліковано 24 сер 2017
- Official Beat/Instrumental Remake of Lil Uzi's song "For Real" from the "Luv Is Rage 2" Album. Reproduced by Lil Kid.
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The bass!
ned flanders by madein tyo would go really well over this
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Can i freestyle on this
For real, for real, for real, yeah
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 just was planning to leave her
So I just left it to Jesus, yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Lil Vert like Gerald
Told that girl to cheer up
Fucking that girl 'til she tear up
Heard you fucked her she embarrassed
Heard your whip Gary Barbera
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
You know I'm cappin' for real
Walk around with it for real
You wanna bet that 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
You know I'm cappin' for real
Walk around with it for real
You wanna bet that 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
Won't say no names but my niggas they pulled up
You niggas talk too much, get your mouth sewed up
Look at my chain, know it's ice 'cause it's snowing
Vivienne West but my friend looking Polo
My Gosha from Dover I drive in the Rover
Homie don't know me don't get in my moment
All that sneak dissing don't think that I ain't noticed
I left my door and I forgot to close it
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 jumping out my pocket
Tucking bands in my belt
Stop calling my phone
Leave me alone
I'm on TV, with the VVS, so I 3-D my stones
We really don't get along
She anemic, I'm more chill
Had to keep this shit for real
All the way to the beat build
You know I'm cappin' for real
Walk around with it for real
You wanna bet that 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
You know I'm cappin' for real
Walk around with it for real
You wanna bet that 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
4 years late but 🫡
Where did you find that one game preset or whatever it is
WAVE 707 I sampled the song
i have this presets
ElectraX
@@4melaso whats it called in electrax
Can I use this for profit?
No
GGoyard duffle, yeah yeah
Got that draco in it, yeah yeah
Whip a chicken, yeah yeah
Tryna break the pot, yeah yeah
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah yeah
Got your baby mama, yeah yeah
She bent over nigga, yeah yeah
Young Savage trappin', yeah yeah
And I'm fuckin' rappin', yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherfuckin' dagger on me
Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah
And I'm ballin' like Nowitzki, woah
I get head like Lewinsky
Police tryna fingerprint me, woah
I'm runnin' out that motherfucker, nigga, woah
Get money like a motherfucker, nigga
Bags in, nigga gas in
Cash out, nigga cash in
I'm robbin', ski maskin'My young niggas droppin' shells on 'em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
Niggas broke, they can't even pay they bail now
Ayy, I get a brick and I bust it down, nigga
Put it in the pyrex and drown it, nigga
Water whip the dope, water whip it
Ho, water whip your ho, water whip 'em, yeah
Them VVS's got her hypnotized, yeah
I used to walk around with two nines, woah
Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21
That's a half a brick lil nigga, 21
You a fuckin' shrimp lil nigga, 21
I got somethin' for that lip lil nigga, 21
Have you with a limp lil nigga, 21
Cut you up, no temp lil nigga, yeah
I get money 'cause I'm rich nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch nigga, yeah
Got a drank in in the vip nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp nigga, yeah
Burberry fur on me, shit, woah
Thirty, Steph Curry on me, shit, woah
Eating chicken curry in this bitch, woah
Good food, nigga good food, 21
I'm a gangster, you a good dude, 21
I won't text her 'til she send nudes, 21
She call my phone when the rent due, 21
I ain't got a dime for your stankin' ass, 21
Wash your behind with your stankin' ass, bitch
And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch
All my niggas havin' fuckin' bags, Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21
That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21
Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21
Slaughter Gang, PDE the shit, 21
Got the rap game on lock fast, 21
Got the block game on lock fast, 21
I got that Glock aim on lock fast, 21
I drop cop and send shots fast, 21
You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21
You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21
You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of 'em like to shoot nigga, 21
All of 'em like boot nigga, 21
All of 'em in your boot nigga, 21
Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21
You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21
I can't respect a nigga with cornrows, 21
Broke nigga with your brother's clothes, 21
Broke nigga fuckin' your brother's hoes, 21
Get your own nigga, get your own, 21
You ain't grown, nigga you ain't grown, 21
Your money brown and my money long, 21
My blunt green and my gas strong, 21
Your bitch bad and I got her number, 21
All her friends wanna throw a slumber, 21
I might fuck all on that bitch mama, 21
I might take that lil bitch out to 'Hana's, 21
Put that lil bitch in a Benz, yeah, 21
I wish that bitch had a twin, yeah, 21
She want all my friends, yeah, 21Man that bitch got on some Timbs, yeah, 21
But I put that bitch in Gucci Gucci, 21
Man I fuck that bitch like she Karruche, 21
I might lick that, do the oochie coochie, 21
Got a brown one like a nigga Boosie, 21
Nigga catch me all up in Bruce's, 21
And you know I pull up with that uzi, 21
I'ma shoot a nigga, make the news and, 21
Niggas umm, niggas niggas losin', 21
Yeah yeah, nigga yeah yeah, 21
Serve a nigga with no scale scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21
Fuck 12, I don't need help, 21
12 gauge, nigga that's my help, 21
this shit is ass never ever try to write lyrics again