[Hook:] I bet you are my loverr Bout' to cut her off I'm sorryy And you know I could't trust herr Tell that bitch don't call mee Hunnit bands on me I'm sorryy And I'm off that lean I'm sorryy And I'm bout to get that rarii So tell that bitch I'm sorry
[Verse 1:] Now I'm gettin' moneyy Sure that bitch gone call me But back when I was fucked upp I said that bitch yea she ain't call me So I ain't worry bout a hoee Ever since I got my bands upp And if you talking bout my bands bruhh I swear tht you would get blamed upp Yea we just goin crazyy And my niggas yea they soilderss A nigga thought he told yaa Fn57 with no holsterr I would pop a nigga and show yaa I been gettin money thought I rolled upp Yea I need the rari its so new bruhh And I don't know the name Nigga I don't know the name But a nigga [?]
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[Verse 2:] Sorry girl, I'm so sorry I'm countin bands yea I told you I'm so sorry I got that money, for that I'm sorry Now what you got broke boy I'm sorry We got everything, that you want We fucked them bitches up yea I can't front Yea we got it all in nigga I'm flexinn, I'm flexinn, Finessin! I said that I; m so sorry for everything that you couldn't do but I put in for I am so sorry, that ya bitch done left and she fuckin with a rich boi
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry Said I'm so sorry, Yeaa I'm so sorry [x2]
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I'm definitely not sorry!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.