Paroles de Sorry Not Sorry (feat. Veeze)

Yeah Gang-gang (Can we have the check, please?) Today, I ain't in the mood I don't want your pussy, I'm cool Got a hundred mil' on my to-do list Got a kid with a bitch, he stupid Niggas slide, just wait, just don't miss him Don't hit when we come back, shoot Nigga talkin' 'bout: Everybody know him Nigga, everybody know you a goof I done popped out, feelin' like Odd Future, Tyler, the Creator my Louis Them boys ain't smoked like five opps, that's a whole pack of loose leaf This eighth came straight from auntie We pink slip boys, no car lease My cup all pink like a Barbie I'm sorry, not sorry like Beyonce Can't go to the mall, I'm too paid Too high pourin' lean on the jet plane She'll smuggle my drugs for a vacay Free Rio, pourin' up in the chain gang Rolls' truck, all brown, that shit stank And my wrist all green like my watch fake My bankrolls blue, it's a cry-baby And my outfit uppin' the crime rate (Us) Diamonds give a bitch a headache (Shoo) Switchin' lanes, I'm scarin' the bitch Damn near tearin' the bitch Me and my bitch, we sharin' the bitch Uh, I done ran around fifty men, I feel like Ric Flair in this bitch (Hoo) Ain't got a care in this bitch They up it on me, I'm darin' the bitch (Blrrt) Pretty ass ho pouring up my drink, I just stared at the bitch (Phew) I got seven homes filled with clothes, Sauce on the way in this bitch (Yeah) I ain't talkin' 'bout no TV shows when I say I got Bear in this bitch (Uh-huh) I had to figure it out the hard way, no, I don't care, lil' bitch (Skeet) Ayy, I never talk shit online, but check it in real life, I'll never struggle again (Woo) I done helped out my mans I put my mom in a brand new Benz Niggas is grown with they bitch, askin' for pics like a fan You my dawg, I'll do what I can Brand new fishbowl, look like Saran Not my type, I'ma still smash Rich off rap, I still trap Ain't no pressure, nigga, I'm still relaxed Still slime, still finesse I'm so rich, when I cheat on my bitch, she still gon' take me back I can talk that shit but backin' it up, that's what I'm better at Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange, look like a leather crab Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange, look like a Hermès bag Kiss your bitch good-bye, she come with us, 'cause she ain't even comin' back Gettin' high like Scarface, smokin' dope inside a bubble bath Many men wish death on me, one button, I can get many men dead (Blrrt) I put you on, I could take you out, get that shit through your head (Oh) RTSU is around the globe, think all these niggas fed (Us) I don't give no fuck, I'm with whatever, however they wanna play it (Ooh) Like Bam Bam, I went through the flame, I met the bitch at the Bodega (Huh) Took the bitch out to Bottega (Huh), big stick on me like Al-Qaeda (Slatt) My brothers keep a hottie, bitch, it's up if you say no questions either Hope no ho think I need her I'm still mad at Bieber