BP! & Harp$ - Unimpressed Lyrics

Harp Dolla sign, yeah I got it on my chain
20 inch tennis, you know I let it hang
Try to grab that shit all u gone hear is bang
You can call me Tory, I'm in my own lane
Everywhere I go I look like a walking lick
I'm tryna stay lowkey but she tryna take a pic
If I tell her no I know she gone throw a fit
But I don't care I ain't impressed with that lil bitch

Issa private party, we all about our paper bitch
If you ain't talking money we gone see you later bitch
Still smoking big blunts motherf*ck the neighbors bitch
I swipe my card so much you'd think I went paperless
I don't gotta pay for this
I just cut my old bitch off she like why you saying this
I said bitch you lame
Yeah, get outta my face
I might catch a FTA then I do the race
I don't got no time for a case
I want a range, yeah, I want a Bentley
I be dogging all these hoes they wish they never met me
Always with the gang like Ed, Ed, and Eddie
Every pic I post is saucy Like I'm eating spaghetti

Harp Dolla sign, yeah I got it on my chain
20 inch tennis, you know I let it hang
Try to grab that shit all you gone hear is bang
You can call me Tory, I'm in my own lane
Everywhere I go I look like a walking lick
I'm tryna stay lowkey but she tryna take a pic
If I tell her no I know she gone throw a fit
But I don't care I ain't impressed w that lil bitch

French produced it, Harp Dolla made it
I can rap like Marshall or sing like Clay Aiken
Running from 12, I'm flying
I should play for Dayton
Canadien bitch, we get fried together, like we bacon

Sheesh!
I'm right in my bag, my bag is Louis
I can't f*ck with no snitches, y'all some ratatouille's
When gang pull up it's a blackout, like you at the movies
Im with my migos, all our bitches are bad and boujie

I'm tryna stay lowkey but she tryna take a pic
But I don't care, I ain't impressed with that lil bitch
But I don't care, I ain't impressed wtih that lil bitch
But I don't care, I ain't impressed with that lil bitch