Bright lights
Big city bright lights
Dinner by a nice fire
I ain't feeling you so why lie
Click
I just got a new number
All I see is green
Eyes covered in cucumbers
Ain't trynna be mean
We ain't really go through nun
Say I treated you like shit
Den you might need a new plunger
Cuz I'm a hot girl
Yeh I'm a hot girl
And it ain't even summa time
Better yet the summa mine
And I'm climbing
I'm sorry not sorry
I'm sorry not sorry
For what I've done
Which happens to be not much
Which happens to be not much
I'm sorry not sorry
For what I've done
Yeh
Fuck Charlie I'm an angel
Painting the devils anal
Feeling dead came with a halo
Cartier all on my bangals
You want in and I want out
Caught in a love triangle
Hang it up I ain't going back and forth
Broke his heart
Left It with a flatline
Used to play the background
Used to lay the smackdown
Throw it like I'm Matt Ryan
Catch it like a touchdown
I just want that feeling that I once felt before
But you can't seem to give me that
You leaving you can't picture that
It was supposed to be a us,
You broke the trust in that
No fixing that
I was suppose hold you up yea like a crutch
And didn't do dis and that
Wanted to ball b4 you fall
So I had to leave
I'm sorry not sorry (Aye yeh)
For what I've done (What I've done)
Which happens to me not much (Oooh)
I'm sorry not sorry (Ohhhh)
Yeh
Yeh
I'm sorry not sorry
Yeh
I'm sorry not sorry
Yeh
For what I've done
Which happens to be not much
Which happens to be not much
I'm sorry not sorry
For what I've done
Yeh