ZOTiYAC - Sorry lyrics

G-G-Girl next door

I'm sorry I'm the shit
I'm sorry I'm that nigga
And I'm sorry you a bitch
I'm sorry I got no advice
For you except to quit
I'm sorry, but I know sorry don't mean shit
I'm sorry I'm the shit
I'm sorry I'm that nigga and I'm
Sorry you a bitch i'm sorry I got no advice
For you except to quit
I'm sorry, but I know sorry don't mean shit

Niggas say that we're the weird
Ones but onto weirder shit
They'a get it through they head
But they ain't listening
Sent one shot through one ear
Came out the other, he ain't hear the shit
Fuck it, keep on shooting
Put this pump in him like insulin
Several times a day, we stretch
That block so much, we injured it
Boy, you won't benefit
So let's see if you fit in a bin
He been a bitch i burn you then throw it
Like women with a fix
You come press, that gun press
Your son dress like women fit's
Compress the end of it
Squeeze yo head on some lemon shit
Approach you with the piece like a
New beginning then end yo shit
Shouldn't be legal how I
Manipulate your mental, i'm amending it
Fucking your mind up like I invented it
Hole inside your head 'cause
It's full of smoke, i'm just venting it
Prolly from the smoke that I just sent in it
I can smell a pussy, your whole vibe
It got the scent in it you broke
I slit your throat and make a hole
Then slide a cent in it
Synonym for cinnamon, tedenants
These niggas really feminine
And choose to keep polluting
Trash the waters I been swimming in
I'll send you home in the same
Boat that you entered in
You finite, this Fight Night, blow for blow
The clip infinite

I'm sorry I'm the shit
I'm sorry I'm that nigga and
I'm sorry you a bitch
I'm sorry I got no advice
For you except to quit
I'm sorry, but I know sorry don't mean shit
I'm sorry I'm the shit
I'm sorry I'm that nigga and
I'm sorry you a bitch
I'm sorry I got no advice
For you except to quit
I'm sorry, but I know sorry don't mean shit

Aye, I'm sorry we ain't stunting, yea
I'm sorry you ain't rich
Been saying sorry to myself
Ain't feeling sorry for no bitch
Like I'm sorry you ain't got a
Hundred thousand on your wrist
I'm tryna fuck the world but can't
Afford to have no fucking kids
Aye, I wanna fuck your girl but
She be on my dick
Ain't with the messy shit
That's why I ain't never hit
On my line, no Messi shit
I bleed the bitch til she get kicked
Up on the uppercut
Then I might fuck and just forget

G-G-Girl next door
I called the girl next door
That was the funny thing, was