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