All i gotta say is i’m sorry
All i gotta say is i’m salty
I ain’t mean to do you like that
I ain’t mean to do you like that
See you pulling up in that rari
Nowadays she just wanna party
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Verse 1
Some days i don’t wanna wake up
All a n*gga wanna do is lay up
Looking at your face with no makeup
You was rocking with me on my way up (on my way up)
All she wanna do is go on dates now (true)
It’s funny i ain’t making no mistakes now (true)
I ain’t really got too much to say now
Just make sure they hit you with that paypal
Cuz you been wit some n*ggas on the east side yway
Working at finesse like the b sides yeah
Bumping lemonade like the beehive yeah
Grew up in the trap but you seaside yeah
No jobs she just wanna sleep in
Smoke weed listen to the weekend
In L.A. jumping off the deep end
It’s fucked up we can’t even be friends
But all i gotta say is i’m sorry
All i gotta say is i’m salty
I ain’t mean to do you like that
I ain’t mean to do you like that
See you pulling up in that rari
Nowadays she just wanna party
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Verse 2
She just wanna fuck with some dior (dior)
Wear it once leave it on the floor (it’s on the floor)
She got her girlfriends knocking at the door (they at the door)
And you got everything you just want some more (want some more)
She look like hot girl meg you a stallion (stallion)
She with some west coast n*ggas who be wylin (they be wylin)
They be all around the city straight mobbing (mobbing)
That’s cool with some goons to a goblin (cuz i’m a goblin)
Dog you ain’t bout to have me looking stressed out yeah
Thinking to myself why i’m left out yeah
I know i’m a beast i’m the best out yeah
Always walk around with my chest out yeah
On weekdays she be getting way bent
She blacked out sitting on the pavement
Man sometimes it don’t even make sense
It’s fucked up we can’t even stay friends
But all i gotta say is i’m sorry
All i gotta say is i’m salty
I ain’t mean to do you like that
I ain’t mean to do you like that
See you pulling up in that rari
Nowadays she just wanna party
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Baby why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta do me like, why you gotta do me
Baby why you gotta do me like that?
Yeah
Aye
MOO$H MONEY
Sorry was written by MOO$H.
Sorry was produced by Razor Boomarang.