[Verse 1: Iamsu!] Hbk the gang Nothin' like these other lames Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain Gold teeth, wrist and chain Brand new everything You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane They wanna know where I been, what I'm into Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe You can't stop us, don't even attempt to Rap tight, plus the beat slap like I (?) Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me So I could see her shake that ass I'ma teach her how to flip that (?)
[Hook: Chris Brown] We poppin' like ayo All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around Fuck ‘em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo But don't be acting like I need you
[Verse 1: Tyga] Ahhh! Aye babe this my new shit I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing If it don't make dollars it don't make sense Z, wake up like I gotta get it And I got a engine for a trunk space I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways 7 different foreigns plus she no hablé But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me She too into me, I'm more into money My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
[Hook: Chris Brown] We poppin' like ayo All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around Fuck ‘em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo But don't be acting like I need you
[Verse 2: Chris Brown] I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right My chain shine brighter than a strobe light I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike A nigga ain't worried about nothin' Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking Money, decision-making only worried about stunting She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing I wanna see her body (bodyyyy) She said get inside of me I wanna feel you baby (yeahhh) Just bring the animal right out of me We loving, she love it Especially when I go down on her Now we fucking, she thugging Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
[Hook: Chris Brown] We poppin' like ayo All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around Fuck ‘em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo But don't be acting like I need you
[Verse 3: Chris Brown & (Tyga)] Huh, look, alright Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday (Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J She going to follow my lead, Simon Says) Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us (Never been an outcast that stank on ya From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia) We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians (And my section less niggas, more lesbians) Got your bitch, I'm that nigga (Yeah we poppin' like)