Lyrics Element - Kilroy

You ain't gotta lie to me, I already know
Say you hold me down, like I ain't heard that before
Knew your motive when your pretty ass hit the door
I still had to get a taste of that cookie dough
Playing games, hall of fame, ain't no rookie mode
But you trying to cheat a nigga, think you got a code
Trying to be my world, I already got a globe
Now you going through my shit, now you gotta go
Gotta hit the door

So predictable
Moved wrong, pivotal
I gave you my mental and my physical
I ain't bout to get into
All the things you told me that you finna do
Heard you gaining weight
Well you should really hit a gym or two
Fuck our memories, I don't remember you
Skip over that question when they ask me in the interviews
Pitiful
I promise you that I don't mean no disrespect
But if I ever see you, I'm gone ring your neck
You lucky that right now, I'm focused on a check
I'm focused on my health, I'm focused on my debt
You need to focus on yourself, emotions on the shelf
I did my best to try to help, I know I did you well
Your pussy fire but this shit feel like a living hell
I still roll in it deep
Shout out to Miss Adele
And I am not the one to kiss and tell
But you handed me a pair of L's
Back to back, parallel
I had to tell you how I fucking feel
Your sex appeal ain't enough for me to take the deal
The saddest part about it is that is your greatest skill
You need to stop the fake shit and chill out for real
I tried not to spill all the shit you did to me
See you sub-tweeting on twitter, know you missing me
Well let me say this to you blissfully
We ain't never getting back bitch
Why
'Cause we motherfucking history

She out her top
She out her element
It's evident
It's evident, evident, evident
She out her top
She out her element
It's evident
It's evident
Can't believe this whole time I've been settling

Lil bitty bitch you out your fucking mind
Want me to shoot the club up
This ain't no Columbine
I'm trying to get to the bottom of it
Bottom line
I bet you when she seen a nigga, she seen dollar signs
Plus she a fire sign, so she think she hot shit
And I'm a Taurus, I've been known to be toxic
I'm giving god dick
Saved her in my phone under thot bitch
Hit her, then I add her to the block list
My synopsis
Time for you to stop it
Time to turn around and put your fingers in your pocket
Time ain't on your side
You a motherfucking sidekick
Should've saw it coming, should've consulted a psychic
Feeling self righteous
Couldn't say it to you, so I write this
really hoping you recite this
Pull up in a hearse just to show you where my mind is
Shit between us dead, thought you was a ride or die chick
Imma roll the dice, take my chances with a white bitch
Psych bitch, I still value my life bitch
Probably get a side bitch, pair her with a dyke bitch
Make them go back and forth
Something like a light switch
Give them both a slight kiss
Butterfly effect before the pipe gets up
And now I'm ready for the piping
Bet you hear the thunder 'fore you see the black lightning
Better by myself so you could go and hit the I-10
Hate to do it to you but I hate you more
Can't believe I let you get my heart you little whore
Knew you way before
Now you just a chore
On top of that, I'm bored
So now you get ignored
You played me like a chord
I even tried to give you all the things I can't afford
Silly me, now the hennessy is all I'm pouring
Yeah, I still can't believe the things you did to me
Fuck our chemistry because we motherfucking history

She out her top
She out her element
It's evident
It's evident, evident, evident
She out her top
She out her element
It's evident
It's evident
Can't believe this whole time I've been settling