[Verse 1] I'm chilling to my tunes, neighbours complaining again You lot knocking at my doors, really fucking up my zen I take one look at my phone, I got texts from my friend Telling me about this rave, I'm like, "Cool, bro, where and when?" "Can I get in with balloons?" He said, "Don't know, it depends" Called me back, "I'm finding out, man, give me ten" Packed my stuff, get in my car, blasting tunes from start to end Neighbours taking pics of me like I won't come and smash your lens (Wagwan?) Point this middle finger at you like, "What the fuck you do?" (What?) You can call the feds, I'll slam my door like FU2 (What?) I'm like, "What's the matter?", it's a banger of a tune (What?) Me, apologise? You crazy loon ain't thought this through (What?)
[Bridge] Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) M-M-Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) But I'm tryna watch the corrie, well I'm sorry, I'm not sorry
[Chorus] Sorry, I'm not sorry
[Verse 2] Yo, I'm having the time of my life What do you want me to say? Give me the mic, I run up on stage I give 'em my flow, they give my a wave Any time I pick up the pace Ramming the place its getting insane Selling balloons, supplying the rave Give me a five, I'll give you a taste Breaking laws, come on a rave Death in the water, give me the pain Cash, give me the card Give me the yard that come with the lane Give me your girl that give me a sloppy Give me your label that does your poppy This is work, this ain't a hobby
[Chorus] So, I'm sorry, I'm not sorry So, I'm sorry, I'm not sorry
[Bridge] I'm chilling to my tunes, neighbours complaining again You lot knocking at my doors, really fucking up my zen I take one look at my phone, I got texts from my friend Telling me about this rave, I'm like, "Cool, bro, where and when?" Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) Must be off your trolley, I don't bow down to nobody (What?) But I'm tryna watch the corrie, well I'm sorry, I'm not sorryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
