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letra de imposter - illyminiachi

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah
uh

[verse 1]
say she need her sp-ce
so i ain’t give her the light of day
now she up late
callin’ by mistake
girl i bet you learned your lesson
i got bands, shawty
in my mansions
came from the bottom i did it now
meanin’ sh-t had to work
so i skipped town
don’t make them n-gg-s come off the hit
young n-gg- posted in the vip
i been faded sippin’ back to back
i got these haters talkin’ like i got the match
and then i lit it, i lit it up, yeah
when i’m on the beat don’t you interrupt
beggin’ to call
i don’t hit her up
you takin’ her all out for dinner, huh

[bridge]
nude b-tches in my iphone
now they wanna know when i’m home
i’m in a whole ‘nother time zone
would hit you back
but my mind gone
send em the track now they mind blown
they don’t even know what i’m on
even what i spend my time on
i just gotta get my f-ckin’ shine on

[hook]
you know that money keep callin’
pull up right now
it’s important
i’m ballin’
call me michael jordan
i’m whippin’ my wrist til’ my arm hurt
i’m flexin’ this
look at my posture
no, you ain’t got sh-t to offer
know that my girl booty softer, ya
you an imposter
you know that money keep callin’
pull up right now
it’s important
i’m ballin’
call me michael jordan
i’m whippin’ my wrist til’ my arm hurt
i’m flexin’ this
look at my posture
no, you ain’t got sh-t to offer
know that my girl booty softer, ya
you an imposter

[verse 2]
i hit her, i hit her and
these n-gg-s illiterate
i call up my plug now
i made it [?]
f-ck it i’m too [?]
straight to the v.i.p
no need to see i.d
got ’em like “who that is?”
even in the winter
eatin’ up the dinner
eatin’ up these n-gg-s
ain’t no compet-tion
i did my percentage
i just gotta get it
i just gotta get it
i just gotta get it
on my off day murder instrumentals
i don’t do no rentals
n-gg- i own it
hop in the beamer, skrt off like i stole it
f-ck these n-gg-s
f-ck these n-gg-s, yeah
run up a check on these n-gg-s
i’m so ahead of them n-gg-s
on track for these n-gg-s
i put the money in the bank now
top floor, burnin’ dank now
got my head in the cloud
i ain’t comin’ down
wilson, he told me to calm it down
i’m so out of this world like i’m comin’ out
f-ck up a check
then i check all my commas now
tired of running the f-ckin’ town
these b-tches they all want a wedding gown

- illyminiachi

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