[Hook 1] D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't sorry A# Nin-nit, nah D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't sorry A# [Verse 1] A# He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry) F A# I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry) F A# Headed to the club (I ain't sorry) F A# I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain't sorry) F D# Me and my ladies sip my D'usse cup (I ain't sorry) A# D# I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up A# D# Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough (I ain't sorry) A# D# I ain't thinking 'bout you A# I ain't thinking 'bout [Bridge 1] A# F Middle fingers up, put them hands high A# F Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (sorry) A# F Tell him, boy, bye (sorry), boy, bye A# N.C. Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you [Hook 2] D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# (You) I ain't sorry A# I ain't thinking 'bout you D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't sorry A# No no, hell nah [Verse 2] A# F Now you want to say you're sorry A# Now you want to call me crying F Now you gotta see me wilding A# Now I'm the one that's lying F And I don't feel bad about it A# It's exactly what you get F Stop interrupting my grinding I ain't thinking 'bout you [Hook 3] D# A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't thinking 'bout you A# I ain't thinking 'bout you D# A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't thinking 'bout you A# I ain't thinking 'bout you [Bridge 2] A# F Middle fingers up, put them hands high A# F Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (bye) A# F Tell him, boy, bye (bye), boy, bye (bye) A# N.C. Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you [Hook 4] D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't sorry A# Nin-nit, nah D# (Sorry) I ain't sorry A# (Sorry) I ain't sorry D# I ain't sorry A# No no, hell nah [Verse 3] A# F Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home A# F Today I regret the night I put that ring on A# F He always got them fucking excuses A# F I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is [Outro] D# I left a note in the hallway Dm By the time you read it, I'll be far away D# I'm far away Dm But I ain't fucking with nobody D# Let's have a toast to the good life Dm Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes D# Me and my baby, we gon' be alright Dm We gon' live a good life D# Big homie better grow up Dm Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up D# I see them boppers in the corner Dm They sneaking out the back door D# He only want me when I'm not there Dm D# He better call Becky with the good hair N.C. He better call Becky with the good hair