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marqer – impostor lyrics

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[verse 1]
i shoot the clip like i’m scotty
i’m pippen
that jit say he bout it he got it
he kiddin
my pocket so stank cuz this gas cost a million
like b+tch i’m da baby done me me a billion

that lil n+gga fakin mistaken a jit
got plenty of problems
buh p+ssy ain’t it
imma snap me a cracka i’m callin him ritz
he sweet like sum cake n he soft like a b+tch

my nuts hurt when she suck on the tip
n my blunt burns when i flic in the bic
1 in the head i got more in the clip
i shot out 30 he thought it was it

red dot don’t get popped like a zit
mask on when we hittin a l!ck
when my glokk keep bussin
yo soul won’t exist
all yo dead homies all restin in p+ss

all of y’all n+ggas is sh+t
lil b+tch
dis choppa got cooling kit
it’s lit
pop at his legs lil jit
don’t trip
empty thе block
won’t miss
no no
i put some holes in his bricks
oh woah
i put sum holes in his fit
oh no
all of y’all makin mе sick wit this b+tchin
i hope y’all addict to nic
fasho

[verse 2]
dis sh+t habitual
the way i’m merkin individuals
i sacrifice yo life for rituals
my damage critical
and the way i pack+a+punch
my gun yo choppa lookin pitiful
y’all raps be sweet like lemonade
but they ain’t even lyrical

raid yo house like go go go
ain’t talkin renegade
my ese movin slow off that smoke
he blowin lemon haze
my dogs ain’t throw 4’s
they ain’t folk
buh they finna fade
rocks for dat cheese at the door
my n+ggas gettin paid
got n+ggas movin flak onna road
yeah dey road run
all my n+ggas lovin pokin doors
yeah dey know fun
y’all got cold guns
y’all don’t shoot
y’all n+ggas hold guns
y’all just sell gas
y’all ain’t bout sh+t
y’all ain’t got no funds

cut the lights off
chop his head n hit the vent
i had to get the pipe off
can’t leave no evidence
take his soul right out his body
yeah dat n+gga heaven sent
i’m da president
wait
why dat n+gga actin weird
he bein hesitant



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