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(That's just so you know it, yah)
Tell me who you think you foolin'
Tell me
Tell me who you think you foolin'
I got money calling, yeah
Tell a bitch I'm sorry
Call you back tomorrow, yeah
Lil' bitch you annoying
That's just so you know it, yeah
That's just so you
Don't be calling on my phone
2AM in the morn'
Especially when I'm in my zone
Like little bitch come on
You know what I'm on
You just tryna moan
I be on my lone
I'm an animal
I got people counting on me everyday
I need plenty pay
Daughter need some brand new shit today
Ain't no time to play
Trying to get this money then relay
Lil' bitch andalé
Walking to the top like day to day
It ain't far away
And all that little distraction in ain't for me (Nah)
But bitches tryna sit on Théophore, yeah (Yah)
Give me head until a nigga forget
All this money (Don't you ever forget about this money, man)
Atalaku woke third-eye, yeah
Try and play with my money "brrrd, pow", yeah
We be chasing paper, they just getting by, yeah
Lil' bitch hello bye, yeah
Ain't got no time, girl I
Girl, I'm running out of storage
Feelings getting blurry
I need you got slurry
My mind's in a hurry I'm
Tired of all them stories
Them little shits got boring
Lil' bitch you don't know me
From now on we foreigners
It's time to let it go now
Nothing left to show now
I thought I'd let you know now
Baby you know I'm, really I'm
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry, nah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not, oh yeah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry, yah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not
These bitches just want all of me
They can't even get a part of me (Hell nah)
I think they love the artistry
So let the artist be an artist, baby pardon me
But if I put it in reverse
Beat the pussy, killed the pussy, put that in a hearse (I killed it)
I dare to say, it's fair to say I hit that little shit first
Had that little bitch yelling made the neighbors press alert (Sku)
I think I'm the shit, trick I'm too legit
Told your bitch I'm lit, told her désolé
Vaut mieux s'en aller, me no do parler
Told her that-a-way you could never stay
Atalaku woke third-eye, yeah
Try and play with my money "brrrd, pow", yeah
We be chasing paper, they just getting by, yeah
Lil' bitch hello bye, yeah
Ain't got no time, girl I
Girl, I'm running out of storage
Feelings getting blurry
I need you got slurry
My mind's in a hurry I'm
Tired of all them stories
Them little shits got boring
Lil' bitch you don't know me
From now on we foreigners
It's time to let it go now
Nothing left to show now
I thought I'd let you know now
Baby you know I'm, really I'm
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry, nah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not, oh yeah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry, yah
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Sorry not
It's time to let it go now
Nothing left to show now
I thought I'd let you know now
Know now
Know now
Know…