Flirt (feat. 2 Chainz)

You ever had a bad bitch try to kick it with you

In your Twitter DMs, I have

Been a statistic and demonstrated against

Wicked minds of the twisted bitches challenging scrubs

I had a bitch expose me on Media Take Out

And after her fifteen  minutes of fame was up

She hit my phone back apologizin'

Askin', can we still fuck?

Bitch, please, miss me, I'm paid as hell

I got the game locked, arcade's in jail

I wish my uncle wouldn't have died

He would've loved to see this

Find you a **** who do molly with a buzz and beat it

I'm about to walk up in this restaurant like the upper echelon

Is you coming, guess you not, bitch, I'll call you

I find it hilarious when badass bitches try to get your attention

Be lookin' like fish out of water, it be for no  reason

A chick'll drop a pencil and go, oh, Jesus

Just to bend down to get this shit to show  cleavage

Why can't y'all just ask a **** for his number like we do y'all

I'll tell you, women don't know how to flirt

And the ones who's bad, they don't even gotta work

That's real shit

I see it all the time, anytime I shine

I'm just acknowledgin' but I'm not tryna play y'all

This is it

Bad bitches can't flirt good for shit

This is it (What)

They used to me comin' out the dick

Real quick

Like this is it

This is it

Women don't know how to flirt

You know how I come in

Talk to 'em, Chainz

Okay, came up the street like a ladder, Aladdin

I bust through the hole like McFadden on Madden

A matter of fact, that's a after effect

If the crime don't fit, then I'm takin' it back

Now, fuckin' on this bitch who wear eye contacts

And I pulled a bitch off of eye contact

And I had the racks since she had a nice rack

Met her at Bergdorf, right by the nice racks

She said, should I get a shirt to match with the hat

Or should I get the shoes that match with the slacks, yeah

Said it's for her man, ain't gotta be, they comin'

Had a little uzi on me, DJ Drama

Never trust a bitch, and, yeah, I never will

Okay, sometimes, if she got sex appeal

I meant to say, I like to have sex and take some pills

I meant to say, I like to relax and make a mil

I meant to say, I like to relax and make a meal

I mean, they both the same thing, but I ain't talkin' grill

I ain't talkin' dinner, I ain't talkin' supper, this the blood sucker

Met a bitch at Fuddrucker off Amityville

She had a man on a reel, he had his hand on the steel

Fucked in the Camry, still, I shoulda passed on the real

Would have assist with her ass, I got more dimes than a pass

And if I knew you'd do what's crazy, I would't have let me smash

I see it all the time, anytime I shine

I'm just acknowledgin' but I'm not tryna play y'all

This is it

Bad bitches can't flirt good for shit

This is it

They used to me comin' out the dick

Real quick

Like this is it

This is it

Women don't know how to flirt

Yo, Chainz, Royce, remember PRhyme one

Remember when I said

Word, that's how you feel up on this track

Let a bitch come and try to shit on that

Yeah, and on that note, move on to the next one