Sorry, Not Sorry M Huncho (Ft. Park Hill)

[Intro: M Huncho]
(San Adreaz)
And I pull at my house with no hoes
And I pull at my house with no hoes
And I pull at my house with no hoes

[Verse 1: M Huncho]
And I pull at my house with no hoes (With no hoes)
Got a jawn with me, yeah, we got close
Got some money for me when I'm not home (Not home)
She keeps it trill, yeah, even when I'm gone
And I'm getting money, still I want more (I want more)
Got my bruddas with me, yeah, they wan' go
Tell my baby book a flight, yeah, let's go (Yeah, let's fly)
Got some bricks in the boot, yeah, that's dough
I'ma throw it the air, watch it fall, yeah (Throw it, babe)
It's like Target when I go to Louis stores, yeah
Put a goose and a moose on my coat
Throw the money in the air, it ain't shit, it's okay, it's alright
Gotta fly above in, yeah
Up in the sky already
I'm tryna get all the readies (Readies)
How is my trap so giddy? (Giddy)
I'm coming with minimum fiddy (Minimum fiddy)
Uh, blood on my hands (Blood on my hands)
Blood on my shoes, I cannot lose, I cannot lose (Lose)
Blood on the seats, blood on the coupe
Blood on the money (Money)
Feeling like Fut', learn how to win (Win)
Put the bread in the tin
Make a mess of my sins, yeah (Yeah)
Make a mess of my sins, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)