Reggie Sinatra - Sorry Not Sorry (feat. Zai & T2)

Sorry not sorry
I fucked up in the party
I think I'm so damn wasted
She's acting tough and hardy
Think I'm so damn faded
I think she off the molly
The kush me sedated
So sorry not sorry
Likely that the black Nikes
Can call on, when they pass by me
It's a backwood
in the back hood
Nigga that's good
Prayers like nigga wish would he just could
All I should be
Do be
Puffin on a doobie
Ate her oochie
After paid for movie
So I'm truly
In the goodie
Please bitch
I woulda seen bitch
Got a lean chick
Who like mean dick.
And I can feed it, if she want some
Girl come on now let me flaunt some
I got
Hand me downs some hand me downs
If I roll one up, you can cop a pound
The audacity
Of caucasity
Bombastically
She get mad at me
You ACME, I'm TNT
And I air one out like a bnb
Y'all go word of mouth
Y'all go for the clout
And I go for the mount
G-O-D
Sorry not sorry
I fucked up in the party
I think I'm so damn wasted
She's acting tough and hardy
Think I'm so damn faded
I think she off the molly
The kush me sedated
So sorry not sorry
Love all the paper
We got love for all you haters
But there's no room nigga
So I hope to see you later
And we smoking on the vapor
And avoiding all you capers
Got me dressing so clean and I'm looking like Draper
Got me looking so fresh
Yup I'm looking my best
Such a real ass nigga but I don't really flex
Got love for all the paper
We got love for all you haters
But there's no room nigga
So I hope to see you later
Bye
Sorry not sorry
I fucked up in the party
I think I'm so damn wasted
She's acting tough and hardy
Think I'm so damn faded
I think she off the molly
The kush me sedated
So sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Bitch I'm here to party
Bitch you think you tough
You ain't get no love
You ain't get no fuck
Already in my zone when I reach my cup
I ain't getting on my phone because I'm too fucked up
You know she need some dick, put your lip
Bitch I'm on my grind
I ain't got no time
I can make you fall in love and pass it off like a dime
Bitch you dealing with a thug but I do less crime
Tec up with the cup, got the Molly on the side
Girl you looking fucked up hope the bitch don't drop
Straight up, real nigga
Got the cup to my left, and your girl to my right
Blame it all on the liquor she was looking mighty fine
Why she hitting my line
I ain't really want it though so I pressed decline
I ain't got no time for that
Hit a real ass bitch imma sign with that
I'm laying it down now letting it ring
She might got a text, tryna reel me in
Im a real cold nigga im the same as then
Hit me up last night probably like at ten
She said she wanna pour two, I guess I'm trying again
Left that bitch on read because I'm not a friend
Sorry not sorry
I fucked up in the party
I think I'm so damn wasted
She's acting tough and hardy
Think I'm so damn faded
I think she off the molly
The kush me sedated
So sorry not sorry

Written by:
Dennis Ballew, Zaire Burgess

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