Imposter lyrics

[Intro: KiD TRUNKS]
Ayy, feel me
I got the whole gang with me
Ayy, Tank, give it to 'em, ayy, huh

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 1: Flyboy Tarantino]
Oh no
Flow never been sh*t
Comin' in strong like you bent on a lit
Feel gold flow, chalk path from the kicks
b*tch, I'm the bomb, no need for the tick-tick-tick
Fresh shirt and I'm pourin' up slow
Swag on point, got a n*gga takin' notes
Straight serious, no time for jokes
Swimmin' in the money like a n*gga doin' backstrokes
Money long like a centipede
Your b*tch pop X 'cause she feelin' me
Got a number two, I think her name was Tiffany
I don't remember, I was off it, where her titties be?
"Yo Steve, when you gon' drop another one?"
Well soon, matter fact, I ain't even done
With his b*tch right now, she givin' me some
Talkin' 'bout "Flyboy is the top gun"
"Oh, for real? That's how them hoes be?"
Hell yeah, n*gga, all the hoes know me
They wanna love me, they wanna suck me
Remember, I'm a Flyboy, ain't nobody above me
Damn, you big right now
Hell nah, my n*gga, I'm the sh*t right now
Call this ho up, she 'bout to get di*ked down
'Bout to show this b*tch how sh*t go down
[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 2: TankHead666]
Hmm, f*ck a n*gga b*tch
Hit me a lick
Members Only in this b*tch
Beat a n*gga ass like a stepfather
Marry to the money, f*ck a altar
Cut a b*tch off 'cause you'll stalk her
I hate a f*ck n*gga
No hair stylist, but I'm a wig splitter
Your b*tch say that I'm that n*gga
Beat the pus*y, can't f*ck a litter
Get the infra-red beam
Hit a n*gga in the spleen
Silent b*tch
Wanna suck on me
Suck on me, suck on me
Suck on me
[Verse 3: Cooliecut]
Ayy, ayy, yeah, okay
Jump off the rope, swan bomb, call me Neo
di*k stay hard 'cause a n*gga is a Leo
Piece on me, .45- pew pew
I just might shoot up your shoe-oe-oe
Now you just runnin' like Boots, ooh ooh
Your b*tch wan' f*ck 'cause my woo-oo-oo
I just might throw her that flute
Haters be talkin', I just be like, "Who-o-o?"

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 4: Kin$oul]
I need a chauffeur
I might come over
Sit on your sofa
Might grab me a soda
I might take it over
I'm rubbin' your shoulders
f*ck her off the poster
Send you what you order
f*ck what you need later
I don't give a f*ck, you a hater
I'ma need to go get the paper
I ain't gon' wait on no waiter
I'm drinkin' that liquor, don't need no chaser
I just pull up with that laser
Yeah, I just might take her
I just might- what?
[Verse 5: Bass Santana]
Suck on these, take the steez
I be bustin' nuts, ain't for the free
Got my product from a coca leaf
I cook it up and cut a piece, my gum is numb, it sharp on me
Purple flowers purple soda, mm
Heard your thot was comin' over, wait
Heard she f*ck with boys who trap and Scheme
Heard your heart would never be the same
I just might f*ck, b*tch
But you be all on that sus' sh*t
Got slippin' talkin' and usin' your mouth for all purposes
But you won't suck di*k
When you gon' suck di*k?
"No"? Don't hit me up then
Yeah, I just might f*ck a friend
I just might

[Verse 6: KiD TRUNKS]
Uh
I'm gon' get you
They gon', they gon', they gon' kill you
Talk that sh*t
But you ain't gon' pull no trigger
I'm gon' get you
They gon', they gon', they gon' shoot you
Talk that sh*t
But you ain't gon' pull no trigger
Feel my wrath b*tch, bleed
pus*y smell like feet
b*tch, you cannot read
Take your ass home, b*tch, sleep
Smokin' on Hi-Tec gas, no pass
You f*ck n*ggas all ass, uh
You f*ck n*ggas gon' laugh, uh
You f*ck n*ggas gon' laugh
She might just give me that throat, throat
I just might murder your throat, ho
I just might f*ck on a ho, ho
I just might f*ck on a ho, ho
Your lil' b*tch want attention
Take a seat and a lesson
Why yo' ass like to question?
Pop a Perc, that expensive

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might c*ck her, he an imposter
I just might f*ck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that sh*t over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh