Lyrics from snippets:
[Verse: 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
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
I ain't do too well when I lose, huh
Watch me, honest, bitch, I promise
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, loot, loot
Walk 'round, I got bodies on me
Who the boss givin' orders? (Yeah)
And you lames ain't 'bout to body any
Turn into, turn into reporters
All on camera, you wanna record us
Never sayin' that shit to my face
Take no sleep on 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 this thing, all this ice
Chopper bang, yeah, anything on sight
I'ma spark it, send you to the stars tonight
Fuck it I'm giving your bitch
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Arsonal]
Yeah, can't fight, can't fight, can't fight (I know the message)
Who you playin' with? Can't fight
[Verse: Arsonal]
I said I know the message
These boundaries, niggas overstepped it
Can't have Mayweather's attitude with Adrian Broner's record
It's the situation, niggas who can't fight the niggas hatin'
'Cause I'm doin' songs with the Michael Jack' of my generation (And that's a fact)
I bleed blue Mister Me Too
It's bullshit thinkin' you Mike could be Jordan
Got you feelin' like you Creed, too (Let me catch that)
But you can't box too since the sandbox
Breezy said it was beef, hopped in the lamb chop and skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
It's overtime, we put in work, work, work
Get at your bitch, tell her come here and maker her slurp, slurp, slurp (haha)
I still got niggas hatin', rattin', givin' statements, leakin' information
My wrist defines what is icey minus the Immigration
I'ma be funky with you, I got a low-key issue
I ain't homies with you so fuck fightin', metal clip like Yoshi Mitsu (boom boom boom)
Head shots, extendo and red dots
But I could put the gun down and fight like a man
That's word to Craig pops
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I do my thing, you don't see this thing, all this ice
Chopper bang, yeah, anything on sight
I'ma spark it, send you to the stars tonight
Fuck it I'm giving your bitch
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