【Sorry Not Sorry 和訳付】Lil Yachty & Veezeの歌詞で英語学習

Today, I ain’t in the mood
I don’t want your pussy, I’m cool
Got a hundred mil’ on my to-do list
Got a kid with a bitch, he stupid
Niggas slide, just wait, just don’t miss him
Don’t hit when we come back, shoot
Nigga talkin’ ‘bout “Everybody know him”
Nigga, everybody know you a goof
I done popped out, feelin’ like Odd Future,
Tyler, the Creator my Louis
Them boys ain’t smoked like five opps,
that’s a whole pack of loose leaf
This eighth came straight from auntie
We pink slip boys,
no car lease
My cup all pink like a Barbie
I’m sorry, not sorry like Beyonce
Can’t go to thе mall, I’m too paid
Too high pourin’ lean on the jet planе
She’ll smuggle my drugs for a vacay
Free Rio, pourin’ up in the chain gang
Rolls’ truck, all brown, that shit stank
And my wrist all green like my watch fake
My bankrolls blue, it’s a cry-baby
And my outfit uppin’ the crime rate

Diamonds give a bitch a headache
Switchin’ lanes, I’m scarin’ the bitch
Damn near tearin’ the bitch
Me and my bitch, we sharin’ the bitch
Uh, I done ran around fifty men,
I feel like Ric Flair in this bitch
Ain’t got a care in this bitch
They up it on me, I’m darin’ the bitch
Pretty ass ho pouring up my drink,
I just stared at the bitch
I got seven homes filled with clothes,
Sauce on the way in this bitch
I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no TV shows
when I say I got Bear in this bitch
I had to figure it out the hard way,
no, I don’t care, lil’ bitch (Skeet)
Ayy, I never talk shit online,
but check it in real life, I’ll never struggle again
I done helped out my mans
I put my mom in a brand new Benz
Niggas is grown with they bitch,
askin’ for pics like a fan
You my dawg, I’ll do what I can
Brand new fishbowl, look like Saran

Not my type, I’ma still smash
Rich off rap, I still trap
Ain’t no pressure, nigga, I’m still relaxed
Still slime, still finesse
I’m so rich, when I cheat on my bitch,
she still gon’ take me back
I can talk that shit but backin’ it up,
that’s what I’m better at
Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange,
look like a leather crab
Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange,
look like a Hermès bag
Kiss your bitch good-bye,
she come with us, ‘cause she ain’t even comin’ back
Gettin’ high like Scarface,
smokin’ dope inside a bubble bath

Many men wish death on me, one button,
I can get many men dead
I put you on, I could take you out, get that shit through your head
RTSU is around the globe,
think all these niggas fed
I don’t give no fuck, I’m with whatever,
however they wanna play it
Like Bam Bam, I went through the flame,
I met the bitch at the Bodega
Took the bitch out to Bottega,
big stick on me like Al-Qaeda
My brothers keep a hottie, bitch, i
t’s up if you say no questions either
Hope no ho think I need her
I’m still mad at Bieber