Sorry Not Sorry - Remix

Aye my neck just kinda hurt, had to put it with ice
In the field like Jerry Rice, I'm a rapper
I just like designer, don't care about the price
She in her mood like Ice Spice

In the trenches, clutch my pipe
Tryna get rich off them swipes
Come on
Yeah, that .45 with a beam

.23 shoot like a mike
I got shooters, that gon' strike
Hot heads, they move like Ike
Slimy boys, we gon' tell his ass

Really used a Wipe
Rae Sremmurd, when I fuck a bitch
I tell her, Ion got no type
Got an A-plus in the streets

I just never got no tutor
Mask off, do a drill, bitch
I'm just really not no future
Bro just sliding with a mask

He just really got a cruiser
Come on
Ayy
Rap nigga, tryna get rich soon

I'ma buy a building
Started seeing money now
Yeah, I'm just getting plenty
Stepping in some drip now

Yeah, you gon' see the Fendi
Sports center, I'm the type to really talk about the plays
Barbershop, cut a hoe off
Yeah, I do that shit with ease

Come on
Ayy
Making plays right for the team
Phil Jackson

We do double hand offs
With the pack, ball action
If I'm chasing all this pape
I don't need no damn distraction

I don't need to post
No money on the gram
Fuck a caption
I get money right in silence, nigga

No reaction
I just love all designer clothes
I like the fashion
Just made a quick band

Yeah, that shit a piece of cake
Phone jumping out the gym
32 like I'm Blake
Laugh now, cry later, nigga

Like I'm damn Drake



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Writer(s): Traven Bryant
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