He trying to roll me up

I ain't picking up

Headed to the club

I ain't thinking 'bout you

Me and my ladies

Sip my D'USSÉ cups

I don't give a f k

Chucking my deuces up

Suck on my balls, pause

I had enough

I ain't thinking 'bout you

I ain't thinking 'bout

Middle fingers up

Put them hands high

Wave it in his face

Tell him, boy, bye

Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye

Middle fingers up

I ain't thinking 'bout you

I ain't sorry

I ain't sorry

I ain't sorry

I ain’t thinking ‘bout you

I ain't sorry

I ain't sorry

I ain't sorry

I ain’t thinking ‘bout you

Now you want to say you're sorry

Now you want to call me crying

Now you gotta see me wilding

Now I'm the one that's lying

And I don't feel bad about it

It's e actly what you get

Stop interrupting my grinding

I ain't thinking 'bout you

I ain't sorry

I ain’t thinking ‘bout you

Ain’t thinking ‘bout you

I ain't sorry

I ain’t thinking ‘bout you

Ain’t thinking ‘bout you

Looking at my watch

He shoulda been home

Today I regret the night

I put that ring on

He always got them

F king e cuses

I pray to the Lord you

Reveal what his truth is

I left a note in the hallway

By the time you read it

I'll be far away

I'm far away

But I ain't f king with nobody

Let's have a toast to the good life

Suicide before you see

This tear fall down my eyes

Me and my baby, we gon' be alright

We gon' live a good life

Big homie better grow up

Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up

I see them boppers in the corner

They sneaking out the back door

He only want me when I'm not there

He better call Becky with the good hair

He better call Becky with the good hair