Dewy - SNS. Lyrics

Oh yeah, Oh yeah (sorry not sorry)
Ha, oh yeah, ha (sorry not sorry)
Oh yeah (sorry not sorry)

I just went downtown, tryna figure out how you came back round
Oh you think you got a packs, you got packs now
Oh you think you got racks, you got racks now
Yeah I did what I did, I ain't back down
Now I say what I want, I can act out
Aston Martin the coupe, why'd I crash out?
If you pull up on me, you might pass out, yeah

Might go crazy, might go crazy, you see these diamonds on me
She sayin' have my baby, have my baby, but you already know somebody
I'm the playboy nigga like Carti

10 bands, turn a bitch to a Barbie
Get the racks then I hit up Marni's
And my cup all purple like Barney
Sorry not sorry, sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry, yeah sorry not sorry

You want smoke, better send the whole army
I been ballin' too hard, you can't guard me
I been ballin' too hard, Imma score, and I just hit up Christian Dior
Got them racks so she pull at the door, got them racks so she get on the floor
I been cleanin' shit up like a chore, and she still commin' back for more

Sorry not sorry, sorry not sorry
Why would I apologize, like, baby look in my eyes
Like, tell me the tale you see, a fresh young nigga too fly I see (way too fly)

Everything I can see, yuh, that's why they mad at me yuh
Playboy magazine, yuh, pull up with a magazine, yuh
That's why they mad at me, yuh, I can never be ya
I can never see ya, when I'm wearing Cartier Lens
I just switch up the swag everyday, whatever I wear just depends
Depends on the day and the time, I wake up and go get what's mine

(You hit up my phone press decline yuh, I'm finna go break this bitch spine yuh)
(Sorry, not sorry, sorry, not sorry, sorry, not sorry)
(Sorry, not sorry, sorry, not sorry, sorry, not sorry)