So Not Sorry

[Intro]

(Truck-Truck, turn me up)

(B-B-Bankroll got it)

Let's do it, huh

Yeah, huh, huh

The fuck wrong with these niggas, Jason, man?

Huh, huh

These niggas can't

These niggas be tryna pop it like I pop it

They can't rock it how I rock it

These niggas ain't me, let up

[Verse]

Holdin' that bag, young nigga gon' fuck around and buy the Jazz

Young nigga rock out

Bitch, I pop out with two belts on top my pants (Yes)

Girl, I'm outside, right now, holdin' on a coat, playin' football with one hand

I'm ready to go, get it started (I'm ready)

I'm the reason the bases is loaded and stands (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm ready to go up with lil' shorty (I'm ready)

I'm a gangster, I got her apart of the plan (Plan)

I click it, go Lambo' for 'Rari (For 'Rari)

In it, smokin' on dope, but I'm changin' the strand (The strand)

I up it and hit with thе 40 (I hit)

And them pussies was talkin', them niggas donе ran

Lil Top, ridin' with a strap and a sack, okay (Okay)

Pussy nigga cap, get shot in his face

I want you to tell 'em I'm raisin' my rate (Rate)

Refill that drank in my soda, the Fanta is grape (Yeah)

Play and the bitch get hit with a Drac' (Boom)

Knockin' 'em out of the way, let's do it (I knock 'em)

Walk in your state with that fire, huh

Pussy-ass nigga, let's play (Get to it)

I'm switchin' the shoes on the ride

He changed on the chains, I'm never gon' change

Bae got money that's makin', she want me to wait

She part of my name, these bitches insane

I'm plannin' on curin' all the pain

That's a hundred K on top of the ring (The ring)

I'm in back of the Rolls, just maxin'

Everything that I'm giftin' these bitches extravagant

She plan on havin' it

Grabbin' the back and I'm tappin' it, smashin' it

Get in it, get in it, get in it (Get in it, get in it, get in it, yeah)

Top, this bitch like my car

I'm 'bout Tezzy swervin' on the block, watch out for the cops

And I got these young niggas strapped up for my opps

In Paris, I'm kickin' my pimpin'

It's France, we stuffin' these bitches in back of the car

My fragrance, she smellin' it, she know I'm the man

I pull out them bands, she ready to start

Nigga get hit with a stick, shootin' on top my knees, I'm at that boy

Slimier than a bitch, she was playin 'round, actin' cool, I broke her heart

I hit the button on 'em

Box on the back of the Glock, I'm ready to start

I'm ready to swerve on 'em

I just triple crossed 'em, sorry, but not sorry

[Outro]

Huh, woah

Huh, woah

Bitch, I'm sorry, but not sorry

Huh

Yeah, yeah

Bitch, I'm sorry, but not sorry (Slimeto)

Bang, bang (Ayy, AI)

Haha

Bitch, I'm sorry, so not sorry

Lil Top, Lil Top

I'm sorry, but not sorry