Verse
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B xx003x F# xx023x B 35543x
F# xx023x C# xx222x A#m 24422x
N.C. = No chords
[Hook 1]
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't sorry
F#
Nigga, nah
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't sorry
F#
[Verse 1]
F#
He trying to roll me up (I ain’t sorry)
C# F#
I ain't picking up (I ain’t sorry)
C# F#
Headed to the club (I ain’t sorry)
C# F#
I ain't thinking 'bout you (I ain’t sorry)
C# B
Me and my ladies sip my D'usse cup (I ain’t sorry)
F# B
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
F# B
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough (I ain’t sorry)
F# B
I ain't thinking 'bout you
F#
I ain't thinking 'bout
[Bridge 1]
F# C#
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
F# C#
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (sorry)
F# C#
Tell him, boy, bye (sorry), boy, bye
F# N.C.
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you
[Hook 2]
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
(You) I ain't sorry
F#
I ain't thinking 'bout you
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't sorry
F#
No no, hell nah
[Verse 2]
F# C#
Now you want to say you're sorry
F#
Now you want to call me crying
C#
Now you gotta see me wilding
F#
Now I'm the one that's lying
C#
And I don't feel bad about it
F#
It's exactly what you get
C#
Stop interrupting my grinding
I ain't thinking 'bout you
[Hook 3]
B F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't thinking 'bout you
F#
I ain't thinking 'bout you
B F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't thinking 'bout you
F#
I ain't thinking 'bout you
[Bridge 2]
F# C#
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
F# C#
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye (bye)
F# C#
Tell him, boy, bye (bye), boy, bye (bye)
F# N.C.
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you
[Hook 4]
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't sorry
F#
Nigga, nah
B
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
F#
(Sorry) I ain't sorry
B
I ain't sorry
F#
No no, hell nah
[Verse 3]
F# C#
Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home
F# C#
Today I regret the night I put that ring on
F# C#
He always got them fucking excuses
F# C#
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is
[Outro]
B
I left a note in the hallway
A#m
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
B
I'm far away
A#m
But I ain't fucking with nobody
B
Let's have a toast to the good life
A#m
Suicide before you see this tear fall down my eyes
B
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
A#m
We gon' live a good life
B
Big homie better grow up
A#m
Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up
B
I see them boppers in the corner
A#m
They sneaking out the back door
B
He only want me when I'm not there
A#m B
He better call Becky with the good hair
N.C.
He better call Becky with the good hair