Lyrics blackbear – Flirt Right Back

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah

Little peachy thing from that East Atlanta
Roll that Swisher Sweet long as a banana
She was 18 back when I had met her
Now she 23, got her shit together
Work a 12 to 3 at the Magic City, yeah
She don’t fuck with me when I’m in the city, yeah
I feel like I’m the ring, I get it creeped out
I just hit the plug, he got me geeked out

Might get another bottle, maybe get another bag
She gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back
I’ma spend this money, I’ma make it right back
If she gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back

I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Right back, I’ma flirt right back, yeah
I’ma spend this money, I’ma make it right back
If she gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back
I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, I’ma flirt right back

Yeah, look, hold up, hold up
My DM so poppin’ it won’t load up, load up
I’m a little lover boy, I just show love, show love
My ex bitch callin’, need to shut up, grow up, girl
I like ’em thick, like ’em tall, like ’em everything

Might get another bottle, maybe get another bag
She gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back
I’ma spend this money, I’ma make it right back
If she gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back

I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Right back, I’ma flirt right back, yeah
I’ma spend this money, I’ma make it right back
If she gon’ flirt with me, I’ma flirt right back
I’ma flirt right back, oh yeah
I’ma flirt right back, I’ma flirt right back

Get another bottle, maybe get another bag
Every time I flee better do the cold laugh
Maserati, bumpin’ 21 Sav’
Mase-Maserati’, bumpin’ 21 Sav’