ELEKTRA

Bitches ain't gone have a choice but to respect me Said he like to hear my voice so I gave him a lecture Slime-ball on this court Hope it ain't slime-ball on my team Cause when I needed that support All I had was fuckin' me Cross me out not by a long shot Not by any means You gone have to take my soul It ain't no shot of redeeming Put yo money on this slot I'ma show you what I mean Give you everything I got And you still an inconvenience I'ma paint the city red I ain't playin' bout my chips I'ma paint the city red for my respect around this bitch If the shoe fit, you ain't give me nothing for my plate Y'all be choosing all the wrong cards you can play Fuckin' loser You just lost out on a great fuckin shooter Like the Shottas, step away from da ruler Life of hard knocks so I feel I gotta prove some You wont never do nothin' Lotion they think that I'm sweet until I let these hands meet they body Hope they feel the heat Like some icy hot Why Lil Rock'It wanna be a beast Cause they think I'm not Any game you wanna play w me I'ma set it up You cant get in without the code Its heavy loading on this truck Violent you wont silence me Bitch I had enough Not gone show you more than twice cause now you runnin' outta luck You know me I'm indecisive but I still know what the fuck is up yeah Seen the closest ones change On me Was the only one there When you motherfuckin' needed Y'all don't love me the same Nah But it can go wrong, it can go wrong anyway. I'ma paint the city red I ain't playin' bout my chips I'ma paint the city red for my respect around this bitch If the shoe fit You ain't give me nothin' for my plate Y'all be choosing, all the wrong cards you could play Be so fuckin' useless Had to change the crew up they couldn't get groovy Need a fuckin' tune up how these bitches movin' I'ma have to suit up Hit em' with the tools yeah Hit em' with the tools yeah Oh she think she cute yeah She gone have to bring another friend or two in here Sorry baby its some motherfuckin' rules in here Don't be claiming that you gang if you cant stay committed Cant be rockin' ice around these motherfuckin' snakes yeah Tracing my steps you trynna wear my fuckin' shoes yeah right Never ever looked at you as my replacement Never settle for no number two, fake ass, jealous ass, basic ass bitch Seen the closest ones change On me Was the only one there When you motherfuckin' needed Y'all don't love me the same Nah But it can go wrong, it can go wrong anyway. I'ma paint the city red I ain't playin' bout my chips I'ma paint the city red for my respect around this bitch If the shoe fit You ain't give me nothin' for my plate Y'all be choosing, all the wrong cards you could play Bitches ain't gone have a choice but to respect me Said he like to hear my voice so I gave him a lecture Slime-ball on this court Hope it ain't slime-ball on my team Cause when I needed that support All I had was fuckin' me Cross me out not by a long shot Not by any means You gone have to take my soul It ain't no shot of redeeming Put yo money on this slot I'ma show you what I mean Give you everything I got And you still an inconvenience Be so fuckin' useless Had to change the crew up they couldn't get groovy Need a fuckin' tune up how these bitches movin' I'ma have to suit up Hit em' with the tools yeah Hit em' with the tools yeah