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