[Intro]
Ain't impressed with these niggas, ain't impressed
I ain't impressed with these niggas, ain't impressed
[Chorus]
Ain't impressed
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
Ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed (Ain't impressed)
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
Ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed (Ain't impressed)
If he ride then that's my nigga
Need these drugs, I need this liquor
That's the only thing I know that ease the stress (Ease the stress)
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
We the only thing that matter, fuck the rest
[Verse 1]
All I wanted was some jewelry on my neck (Let's go)
God's gift, got it tatted on my flesh (On my flesh)
I came out fightin', couldn't let 'em take my check (Take my check)
Mama told me keep my head, boy you blessed
I gotta win on them niggas, ain't kin with them niggas
They mad 'cause my check gettin' bigger
True to myself, bitch I feel like I'm Tiller
Backwood is loaded, it's filled with the killer
Uh, drip in that Gucci chinchilla ('Chilla)
Eat on that lil' ho for dinner
I need your blessings, I know I'm a sinner
I confess (What's up?)
Ain't impressed with these niggas, ain't impressed
I ain't impressed with these niggas, ain't impressed
[Chorus]
Ain't impressed
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
Ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed (Ain't impressed)
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
Ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed (Ain't impressed)
If he ride then that's my nigga
Need these drugs, I need this liquor
That's the only thing I know that ease the stress (Ease the stress)
I ain't impressed with these niggas
Ain't impressed with these bitches
We the only thing that matter, fuck the rest
[Verse 1]
All I wanted was some jewelry on my neck (Let's go)
God's gift, got it tatted on my flesh (On my flesh)
I came out fightin', couldn't let 'em take my check (Take my check)
Mama told me keep my head, boy you blessed
I gotta win on them niggas, ain't kin with them niggas
They mad 'cause my check gettin' bigger
True to myself, bitch I feel like I'm Tiller
Backwood is loaded, it's filled with the killer
Uh, drip in that Gucci chinchilla ('Chilla)
Eat on that lil' ho for dinner
I need your blessings, I know I'm a sinner
I confess (What's up?)
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