[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
My gun, my crew lit
New chain, new chopsticks, huh
New bitch, she topless
Ass and it's all out, don't act like you know me
Ain't nobody ever did shit for me
I had to get it on my own (Huh)
Just gimme the cash, gimme the dollars
Before I start actin' a ass and givin' you problems
Shut the fuck up and gimme the juice, huh
I stalled it, you noticed, hocus pocus, roll this gas
I guarantee hell when I lose, huh
Watch me, honest, bitch, I promise
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, loot, loot
Walk 'round, I got bodies, homie
Who the boss givin' orders? (Yeah)
And you lames ain't 'bout to body nothin'
Niggas turn into reporters
All on camera, you wanna record us
Never sayin' that shit to my face
Take no fade for no minimum wage
How you hate on a nigga that's paid?
That's right
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I do my thing, you don't see the stain, all this ice
Chopper bang, yeah, anything on sight
I'ma spark it, just send you to the stars tonight
Fuck it, I'm givin' your bitch long pipe
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Almighty Jay]
You hate me 'cause you know I'm right
Don't make me have to say it twice, alright
Who you playin' with? You can't fight
I know you ain't 'bout that life, bitch, you can't fight
Can't fight, can't fight
I know you ain't 'bout that life, bitch, you can't fight
Can't fight (Yeah), can't fight (Ooh)
Who you playin' with? You can't fight (Bitch, ooh)
[Verse 2: Almighty Jay]
Bitch, you can't fight (Fight)
She on my ass, she say, "Boy, you ain't right" (You ain't right)
My diamonds, they bright (Ice)
She ridin' the dick like she ridin' the bike (Bitch)
Switch up the flow, that's new drip (New drip)
She want a new ass and some new lips (New lips)
She want a bag from Barney's (Barney's)
She talkin' too much, she annoying (Yeah)
Ooh (Ooh)
Go to the bank and get the bag (Get the bag)
Just go straight buy it, didn't check the tag (Yeah)
Bitch, you can't fight, get put on your ass (On your ass)
VVS diamonds are like glass (Ice)
Feel like Tupac, I might hit 'em up (Hit 'em up)
Paramedics gotta pick him up (Grrrah)
They come for that bag, I might pick it up (Pick it up)
She bougie but damn, that bitch thick as fuck (Bitch)
Can't fight (Can't fight)
Beat up the pussy like fight night (Fight night)
My nigga be trappin' at midnight (Midnight)
Keep talkin', get hit with a quick right (Woah)
New ice (New ice)
Hopped on a plane, a new flight (Yeah)
All white diamonds like new rice (New rice)
She ride on the dick like a new bike (Bitch, bitch)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I do my thing, you don't see the stain, all this ice
Chopper bang, yeah, anything on sight
I'ma spark it, just send you to the stars tonight
Fuck it, I'm givin' your bitch long pipe
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You hate me 'cause you know I'm right
Don't make me have to say it twice, alright
Who you playin' with? You can't fight
I know you ain't 'bout that life, bitch, you can't fight
Can't fight, can't fight
I know you ain't 'bout that life, bitch, you can't fight
Can't fight, can't fight
Who you playin' with? You can't fight
