Sorry, Not Sorry

Lyrics

[Intro: M Huncho] (San Adreaz) And I pull at my house with no hoes And I pull at my house with no hoes And I pull at my house with no hoes [Verse 1: M Huncho] And I pull at my house with no hoes (With no hoes) Got a jawn with me, yeah, we got close Got some money for me when I'm not home (Not home) She keeps it trill, yeah, even when I'm gone And I'm getting money, still I want more (I want more) Got my bruddas with me, yeah, they wan' go Tell my baby book a flight, yeah, let's go (Yeah, let's fly) Got some bricks in the boot, yeah, that's dough I'ma throw it the air, watch it fall, yeah (Throw it, babe) It's like Target when I go to Louis stores, yeah Put a goose and a moose on my coat Throw the money in the air, it ain't shit, it's okay, it's alright Gotta fly above in, yeah Up in the sky already I'm tryna get all the readies (Readies) How is my trap so giddy? (Giddy) I'm coming with minimum fiddy (Minimum fiddy) Uh, blood on my hands (Blood on my hands) Blood on my shoes, I cannot lose, I cannot lose (Lose) Blood on the seats, blood on the coupe Blood on the money (Money) Feeling like Fut', learn how to win (Win) Put the bread in the tin Make a mess of my sins, yeah (Yeah) Make a mess of my sins, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) [Chorus: M Huncho] I told God that I am sorry I tell all my enemies I'm not sorry, yeah (I'm not sorry), yeah They see me pull up, they get angry, yeah I'm a martian, bitch, I'm Marvin (Yeah, bitch), yeah I put my dick through the gap in her titties, yeah (In the gap), yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah, yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah, yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah [Verse 2: Park Hill] Gave a sample to the fiend, he said, "It's a sweet one" I'm posted at my Gs, drum, that's where the fiends come Got a gyal OT where I keep my Ps at She be worried 'bout police, had to tell her relax But I got stopped by the Ds and I can't tell her these facts So much smoke in these streets, that's why I always relapse He might drop man a box, but he won't get his Ps back If you ain't from the ends, we're finessing your pack Just come to the bits and see how we live We all in the kitchen, we whippin' that hard, it is what it is My boy got a Glock, it came with a whistle, and it came with a beam Might just Amiri the jeans, tryna ball out with my team Beg the Lord to have mercy on me, yeah [Chorus: M Huncho] Yeah, I told God that I am sorry I tell all my enemies I'm not sorry, yeah (I'm not sorry), yeah They see me pull up, they get angry, yeah I'm a martian, bitch, I'm Marvin (Yeah, bitch), yeah I put my dick through the gap in her titties, yeah (In the gap), yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah, yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah, yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah [Outro: M Huncho] I told God that I am sorry I tell all my enemies I'm not sorry, yeah, yeah They see me pull up, they get angry, yeah I'm a martian, bitch, I'm Marvin, yeah I put my dick through the gap in her titties, yeah, yeah I give her a warning, don't leave a hickey, yeah