Verse
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D# xx003x A# xx023x D# 35543x
A# xx023x F xx222x Dm 24422x
N.C. = No chords
[Hook 1]
D#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
A#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
D#
I ain't sorry
A#
Nigga, 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#
Nigga, 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