Flirting With Death

[Intro: Prodigy]

Yeah

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Fuckin' ayahuasca

Psychedelic art, I use my brush

Paint pretty lil' cannabis trees

Magic mushroom, got your body (Damn)

Lookin' like candy, girl

I had a rough life, I'm just tryna chill

Live, love, laugh, and learn

Your ex fucked you over, you got burned

Now you on your Iceberg Slim shit

A frozen heart, female pimp shit (Now that's cold)

She the fem' version of me

And we the new version of Mickey and Mallory

They never seen no shit like us

I cut a nigga neck open, don't touch

I jump straight out the window without thinkin'

And she'll do the same for me without blinkin'

[Chorus: Prodigy & Big Noyd]

Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck

She want me all for herself, but I ain't done with life yet (Uh)

Flirtin' with death (QB), her lipstick on my neck

She want me all for herself (Yeah), but I ain't done with life yet

[Verse 2: Big Noyd]

She bananas and I stay with a banana clip

A gymnastic, ready and willin' to flip

Fantastic, ride without the whip

Now that's my kinda chick

She could never be a plain Jane (No)

No days of life are ever mundane (No)

Rock princess cut 'cause she got this (Got this)

Pull up in a European goin' topless

You and I together is not to play with

We are smoke as fire and we stay lit (Tss)

Now your ex is hurtin', too late, kid

You can look, but don't touch, or get wasted

Better know you on your can't-lose, win shit

With your hourglass figure lookin' priceless

Nowhere in the world than you'd rather be with me

And we gon' hold it down for now and until eternity, what?

[Pre-Chorus: Chinky]

Just trust

The way we run up it, exotic in my cut

We 'bout to burn it down and give you all a body rush

The way we run it up, exotic in my dutch

We 'bout to burn it down and give you all a body rush

[Chorus: Prodigy & Chinky]

Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck (The way we run up it, exotic in my cut)

She want me all for herself, but I ain't done with life yet (We 'bout to burn it down and give you all a body rush)

Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck (The way we run up it, exotic in my dutch)

She want me all for herself, but I ain't done with life yet (We 'bout to burn it down and give you all a body rush)