Sorry
Yeah, If I say it I'm gonna say it to your face
Don't wanna talk I don't wanna liaise
She put SW1 in waze
loser get dressed we're garn vacate sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry, them man there aint got no game they're sorry
Violated now they're saying sorry
What is it that you were saying sorry
AKA the hungriest one, none of these man are tryna do up one VS one
Sicker than a 2019 global infection
world dominate then onto the next one
Shorty saw a future with me like I am a Jetson
She moved salty when I cut out that shit weren't no Epsom
Leave the past in the past I ain't tryna flex on em
little blast from the past tryna clart man ta ras
I would rate your ting but you don't work on your craft
Nigga victim cry that they been hurt in the past
They ask why I do it I'm just tryna splurge on my marge
You ain't gang you ain't part of the herd nah nah nah
Turn on the camera when I step out
All the hoes are on me you feel left out
I fucked this white ting broski told me get out
But I made her he he he and she's in my debt now guess how; hehe
If I say it I'm gonna say it to your face
Don't wanna talk I don't wanna liaise
She put sw1 in waze, loser get dressed we're garn vacate sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry, them man there aint got no game they're sorry
Violated now they're saying sorry
what is it that you were saying sorry
Don't wanna talk I don't wanna liaise
She put SW1 in waze
loser get dressed we're garn vacate sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry, them man there aint got no game they're sorry
Violated now they're saying sorry
What is it that you were saying sorry
AKA the hungriest one, none of these man are tryna do up one VS one
Sicker than a 2019 global infection
world dominate then onto the next one
Shorty saw a future with me like I am a Jetson
She moved salty when I cut out that shit weren't no Epsom
Leave the past in the past I ain't tryna flex on em
little blast from the past tryna clart man ta ras
I would rate your ting but you don't work on your craft
Nigga victim cry that they been hurt in the past
They ask why I do it I'm just tryna splurge on my marge
You ain't gang you ain't part of the herd nah nah nah
Turn on the camera when I step out
All the hoes are on me you feel left out
I fucked this white ting broski told me get out
But I made her he he he and she's in my debt now guess how; hehe
If I say it I'm gonna say it to your face
Don't wanna talk I don't wanna liaise
She put sw1 in waze, loser get dressed we're garn vacate sorry
Sorry I ain't sorry, them man there aint got no game they're sorry
Violated now they're saying sorry
what is it that you were saying sorry
Credits
Writer(s): Kadiata Justino De Jesus Alidor, Joshua Samuel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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