Sorrys & Ferraris Lyrics latest song by Polo G. The lyrics were written by Alexander Papamitrou, Allen Ritter, Nikolas Papamitrou, and Taurus Bartlett and produced by Nick Papz, Xander Linnet, and Allen Ritter
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Sorrys & Ferraris Song Details
| Song | Sorrys & Ferraris |
| Artist/Singer | Polo G |
| Lyrics | Alexander Papamitrou, Allen Ritter, Nikolas Papamitrou, and Taurus Bartlett |
| Produced | Nick Papz, Xander Linnet, and Allen Ritter |
| Label | Columbia |
Sorrys & Ferraris Music
Sorrys & Ferraris Lyrics
Nah-uh, oh, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, oh, oh
Nah, oh, oh, oh, oh, uh, uh
‘Member used to chase a bag on that curb
I be stuntin’ on they ass, this for Durb
All that dirt I shook off, right before I took off
“Don’t forget me” was the last thing I heard
And then came the sorrys, and then the Ferraris
Everybody say they sorry now
Swear my life is like a party now, uh, uh
Gangster, I’m the center now, pistol spittin’ like Eminem
I be with some steppers, yeah, if I don’t step, I’m sendin’ ’em
Locked in with shooters, don’t f*ck with bricks, I hate to miss the rim
They love you when you shinin’, where was you when all this shit was dim?
Swervin’, park the Cullinan, miss me with that brother shit
Every day I’m addin’ to the list who I’m not f*ckin’ with
Free Trench, shit, they gave him a bond, that’s who I’m gonna get
Pop a pill to fill the void for all my loneliness, uh
‘Member used to chase a bag on that curb
I be stuntin’ on they ass, this for Durb
All that dirt I shook off, right before I took off
“Don’t forget me” was the last thing I heard
And then came the sorrys, and then the Ferraris
Everybody say they sorry now
Swear my life is like a party now, uh, uh
I done murders on that block, lil nigg*, ain’t no sonnin’ us
Bitch, I feel like MJ for my team the way I’m comin’ clutch
Every season run it up, still feel like I ain’t done enough
Know how we bleedin’ buyin’ stuff, you better not think ’bout runnin’ off
Runnin’ from them flashlights, trauma from my past life
On my toughest days, I smile, my swag and my cash right
Tighten up my circle, that’s when I removed my last knife
Can’t forget you, when you tried twice
‘Member used to chase a bag on that curb
I be stuntin’ on they ass, this for Durb
All that dirt I shook off, right before I took off
“Don’t forget me” was the last thing I heard
And then came the sorrys, and then the Ferraris
Everybody say they sorry now
Swear my life is like a party now
Tell me what you want from me
‘Cause obviously, I don’t have time to waste
I’m not really interested in playin’ these games
