SD HEART FULL Lyrics

(That's just so you know it, yah)

Tell me who you think you foolin'

Tell me

Tell me who you think you foolin'

I got money calling, yeah

Tell a bitch I'm sorry

Call you back tomorrow, yeah

Lil' bitch you annoying

That's just so you know it, yeah

That's just so you

Don't be calling on my phone

2AM in the morn'

Especially when I'm in my zone

Like little bitch come on

You know what I'm on

You just tryna moan

I be on my lone

I'm an animal

I got people counting on me everyday

I need plenty pay

Daughter need some brand new shit today

Ain't no time to play

Trying to get this money then relay

Lil' bitch andalé

Walking to the top like day to day

It ain't far away

And all that little distraction in ain't for me (Nah)

But bitches tryna sit on Théophore, yeah (Yah)

Give me head until a nigga forget

All this money (Don't you ever forget about this money, man)

Atalaku woke third-eye, yeah

Try and play with my money "brrrd, pow", yeah

We be chasing paper, they just getting by, yeah

Lil' bitch hello bye, yeah

Ain't got no time, girl I

Girl, I'm running out of storage

Feelings getting blurry

I need you got slurry

My mind's in a hurry I'm

Tired of all them stories

Them little shits got boring

Lil' bitch you don't know me

From now on we foreigners

It's time to let it go now

Nothing left to show now

I thought I'd let you know now

Baby you know I'm, really I'm

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry, nah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not, oh yeah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry, yah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not

These bitches just want all of me

They can't even get a part of me (Hell nah)

I think they love the artistry

So let the artist be an artist, baby pardon me

But if I put it in reverse

Beat the pussy, killed the pussy, put that in a hearse (I killed it)

I dare to say, it's fair to say I hit that little shit first

Had that little bitch yelling made the neighbors press alert (Sku)

I think I'm the shit, trick I'm too legit

Told your bitch I'm lit, told her désolé

Vaut mieux s'en aller, me no do parler

Told her that-a-way you could never stay

Atalaku woke third-eye, yeah

Try and play with my money "brrrd, pow", yeah

We be chasing paper, they just getting by, yeah

Lil' bitch hello bye, yeah

Ain't got no time, girl I

Girl, I'm running out of storage

Feelings getting blurry

I need you got slurry

My mind's in a hurry I'm

Tired of all them stories

Them little shits got boring

Lil' bitch you don't know me

From now on we foreigners

It's time to let it go now

Nothing left to show now

I thought I'd let you know now

Baby you know I'm, really I'm

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry, nah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not, oh yeah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry, yah

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not sorry

Sorry not

It's time to let it go now

Nothing left to show now

I thought I'd let you know now

Know now

Know now

Know…