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