Sorry Not Sorry

Yeah, gang gang

Can we have the check, please?

Today, I ain't even in the mood

I don't want your pussy, I'm cool

Got a hundred mil' on my to-do list

Got killed with a bitch, he stupid

**** slide this way, just don't miss

Gon' hit when we come back shootin'

**** talkin' 'bout everybody know him

****, everybody know you a goofy

I done popped out feelin' like Odd Future

Tyler, the Creator my Louis

Them boys done smoked like five opps

That's a whole pack of LooseLeaf

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 Beyoncé

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 like shit stain

And my wrist all green like my watch fake

My bankroll blue, it's a crybaby

And my outfit uppin' the crime rate

(Us) Diamonds give the bitch a headache

Switchin' lanes, I'm scarin' the bitch

Damn near tearin' the bitch

Me and my bitch, we sharin' the bitch

Uh, uh, done ran up 'bout fifty mil', 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 (Brrt)

Pretty-ass ho pourin' up my drink, I just stare at the bitch

I got several homes filled with clothes, sauce on the way in this bitch (Yeah)

Ain't talkin' 'bout no TV show 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 (Let's get it)

Aye, I know they talk shit online, but check it, in real life, I'll never struggle again

I done helped out my mans, I put my mom in a brand-new Benz

**** is grown, with they bitch askin' for pics like a fan

You my dog, 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, ****, 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 goodbye, she come with us, then 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 (Brrt)

I put you on, I could take you out, get that shit through your head (Go)

I-T-S-U-S around the globe, think all these **** fed (Us)

I don't give no fuck, I'm with whatever, however they wanna play it

Like Bam Bam, I went through the flame, I met the bitch at the bodega (Huh)

Took the bitch out to Bottega, big stick on me like Al-Qaeda (Huh, grrat)

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