Sorry Not Sorry (part. Narcowave)

Narcowave
Purple K

Twenty hit me and I caught on (like what?)
Everyone hated me yesterday (like what?)
Dreams, the street, and trap, dude
It brought me trouble, I wanted to be in the cartel
Pall Mall and lean I tried (yeah-yeah)
I don’t know why I got high (no)
In the end, I enjoyed it
But it was so ratchet, so ratchet
Sometimes on the Fender I play Paranoid (uh)
You know how to play guitar? And I’m like: No, no, no
My vibe, my potion, a thousand roses (ah)
It’s not new, I tell you I’ve been on it (man)
Damn, I wish my bros
Had believed in themselves back then
They’re feeling nauseous and anxious
Who the hell knows what bit them (woah)
Look at me now, hey, look at me now doing those (those)
Syncs and big loads, those shows
More signatures, more signatures, for sure
Ayy, ayy, that five, five is the code

Well, sorry, not sorry
I’m still eating with wasabi
My crew already knows the deal
Those who know, know how I roll
Counting money and money
I’m riding shotgun in the Benz
A lot want a Ferrari
I want many and also several Bentleys (ta-ra-ra)

A lot of bitches are the ones that hey, they turn me on
For me, I’d drop a trillion stars for them
Come and sit with me on the couch
And I’ll show you, babe, take it all off
Babe, that ass you got is a bomb

Well, sorry, not sorry
I’m still eating with wasabi
My crew already knows the deal
Those who know, know how I roll
Counting money and money
I’m riding shotgun in the Benz
A lot want a Ferrari
I want many and also several Bentleys.