Imposter lyrics

by

CashMoneyAP


[Chorus]
Woo, these n*ggas fakin' (Fakin')
'Poster, I put your b*tch on the roster
I took your b*tch on a date to get lobster (Yeah)
And pasta, she called me daddy but I'm not her father
My b*tch is Mexican, I'm drippin' salsa
Young flashy n*gga, two hundred my barber
f*ck who you are, you know you litty
When you got these b*tches wan' f*ck in the car (In the car)
Race, young n*gga goin' to the stars
Space, my life a movie like Scarface
n*gga, I come from a hard place
There, n*ggas kill you in broad day
This sh*t get real, it was hard
Stackin' my money to million ain't far fetched
I need a mil' for my dog, Shay
My n*ggas real as they come, yeah

[Verse]
Your n*ggas ain't even comin'
I got a b*tch from the A, she say period
Thirty, not fake and ain't got a titty job
Clean like a maid when I'm rockin' that figa'
Smokin' gelato so I'm gettin' really high
My life is made, n*gga, I'm just not feelin' y'alls
I'm on my way to the top of the pyramid
I made that money quick throughout the area
Cool (Cool), put it in gear, zoom
I'm on my way to the room with you know who
Wanna get dirty? My di*k is a broom (Broom)
I play it cool, smooth, I'ma lil' smooth dude, ooh
I got the juice, I got the juice just like fruit
'Bout how you do it and not what you do

[Chorus]
These n*ggas fakin' (Fakin')
'Poster, I put your b*tch on the roster
I took your b*tch on a date to get lobster (Yeah)
And pasta, she called me daddy but I'm not her father
My b*tch is Mexican, I'm drippin' salsa
Young flashy n*gga, two hundred my barber
f*ck who you are, you know you litty
When you got these b*tches wan' f*ck in the car (In the car)
Race, young n*gga goin' to the stars
Space, my life a movie like Scarface
n*gga, I come from a hard place
There, n*ggas kill you in broad day
This sh*t get real, it was hard
Stackin' my money to million ain't far fetched
I need a mil' for my dog, Shay
My n*ggas real as they come, yeah

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