Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry, I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money
Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money)
Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry


Let me tell you a bit about me take it back when I was three
People wouldn’t have picked me up
But shit they couldn’t do that for free
And my childhood was scary
Had to overcome what feared me the most
So I went and bought me that demon
And went and copped me that ghost
I was all scared of witches so went and bought me a broom
And I know you want me to go broke
Baby, but that ain’t no time soon
And I know how you feel cuz them feelins used to be mine
I used to stand back of the that while the others skipped that line
Now I got the keys bitch this GG with the muushtyne
What they let me do for free I see they made you pay a fee
My lifestyle Ferrari my food choice Calamari
My money old as Atari I’m just saying I’m sorry

I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry
I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money
Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money)
Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry


Big Latto, Yea
Youngest and richest you look at the racks and the tennis and tell that I’m getting it (ice)
I’m winnin wrap the C8 Pussy Pink or I might pull up Cocaine Bentley
Cuban link cost me a 50 and I spent a dub on the titties
My ex hit the ‘Latto and fumbled it I know that n***a feel shitty
He tell me he sorry, chain cost a Rari, I’m just getting started
Hated by many I ride like a hem now he in his feelins
Don’t tell me you love me if you tellin lies
Don’t say that you down if you ain’t tryna ride
Knew they wasn’t solid now they switchin sides
Left hand on the wheel right hand on my thigh
Fuck around get your soul snatched
You might never get your hoe back (yea, yea)
White Chanel bag and the toes match
These real VV’s need no flash
Boss bitch worth a whole bag
He pass the Glock like hold that
In the trunk where the pole at 6 figures on the chain made em more mad

I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry
I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money
Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money)
Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry


Sorry but not sorry nobody ain’t never said sorry to me
Never apologize for being green even through that I still kept it G
I got global scales, I’m booked overseas
But can still get you a price on them P’s
How the fuck I crank this car with no keys
Whole nother tax bracket out of your league
Ima keep havin this money my way
New Rollie watch tell the time in the day
Member them times I had nowhere to lay
Now I board a net with no overlay
Ok, I’m not sorry no, uh-uh
Ain’t no stop and go

I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry
I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money
Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money)
Get money (get money), Get money (get money)
Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry