Print

I am not sorry You playing games, like Atari I cut you off like karate, girl I hit the back of your 'Rari (Ayy) I hit the back of the, back of the 'Rari I hit the back of your 'Rari (Mm) Sorry, but I am not sorry (No) You playing games, like Atari (Woah) I cut you off like karate, girl I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrr) Sorry, but I am not sorry (Sorry) We the ones crashin' the party (Slatt, yeah) This is a sorry, not sorry world (Ayy) Tokyo done fucked up the game Switched up, new Cartier Married to the money, man, I should've went and got a motherfuckin' wedding ring Man, I put that on everything Man, how come these pistols won't jam? Dunk on 'em, NBA Jam These niggas want me to fail (Woah, woah) Had to pull up, wrist on 'еm wet, and I took the face off Spacеship for a vehicle, breakin' up when it take off Niggas on somethin' 'til I pull up and pull the thing out (Uh) Baby, I'm a real one, never needed a handout Letras de cancionesSame ones that's mad, their pockets hurt now Oh yeah, I'm turnt now This 'Rari gon' skrrt out (Uh, yeah) Chanel on my bag and I'ma laugh to the bank I came in a Beamer and I'ma leave in a tank I came with a heater, so it was murder she sang (Yeah, uh) Gucci my belt buckle, I heard you a snake So I double my bread, chuckle, and get to the cake Shorty, having a demon's like tryna breathe out of space I hit the back of your 'Rari ('Rari) Sorry, but I am not sorry (Sorry) You playing games, like Atari (What) I cut you off like karate, girl I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrr) Sorry, but I am not sorry (No) We the ones crashin' the party (Slatt) This is a sorry, not sorry world We goin' Virgil, Virgil on a baby I'm tryna Off-White up on her face (Slatt) She know a real nigga from a fake I bring them real diamonds out the case We goin' crazy, brazy at the party (Woo) I'm drippin' ice all up on the body (Ice) Startin' a fight, niggas gettin' gnarly Whippin' and dippin', we doin' the race She got some bean bags with a mean ass, so I told her to back up We in a C-class tryna think fast, how to get to the bag, huh? She wanna be friends, well it depends 'cause you already gassed up Better get ready to blast off I'm in the streets with my mask off I can't pretend (Oh no), you decide, do or die, baby Who am I to choose your side, ain't we grown enough? This is the end 'cause I ain't got a whole lot of patience Bullshit, smell like your fragrance, said enough I hit the back of your 'Rari ('Rari) Sorry, but I am not sorry You playing games, like Atari I cut you off like karate, girl I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrr) Sorry, but I am not sorry (No) We the ones crashin' the party (Slatt) This is a sorry, not sorry world I hit the back of your 'Rari ('Rari) Sorry, but I am not sorry (Sorry) You playing games, like Atari (What) I cut you off like karate, girl I hit the back of your 'Rari (Skrr) Sorry, but I am not sorry (No) We the ones crashin' the party (Slatt) This is a sorry, not sorry world From Letras Mania