Nothin’ Like Me

[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign, Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range (Oh-oh)
First class to the jet (Yeah)
I got more money than her ex (Oh)
Way more money than her ex (Oh-woah)
And he ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl (Oh-woah)
He ain't nothin' like me, girl

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
(Dolla $ign)
He complain about spendin' (Spendin')
I hand you the card, tell you spend it (Ooh, yeah)
Master P, no limit (Limit)
I let you do you, girl (You, girl)
He don't put no gas in your car, no (Car, no)
We hit the lot and buy cars, girl (Cars, girl)
He fuck you every blue moon
I hit it 'til the sun come up (Come up)
That's why I fuck with you, girl (You, girl)
You ain't lookin' for no come up (Ooh yeah)
Your nigga ain't about his money
He got zeros, I got commas (Yeah)
He buyin' drinks, I'm buyin' bottles (Bottles)
We pullin' up on Forgiato's (Forgiato's)
All of my niggas got money (Money)
That nigga can't pull out a hunnid (Ooh yeah)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign, Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range (Oh-oh)
First class to the jet (Yeah)
I got more money than her ex (Oh)
Way more money than her ex (Oh-woah)
And he ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl (Oh-woah)
He ain't nothin' like me, girl

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
I ain't gon' start shit and a nigga ain't worried 'bout the homies
Twerk that shit on me from the front to the back
I know you got a nigga, don't lie (Don't lie)
Fuck your boyfriend, not tonight (Not tonight)
I'ma make you mine, all night (All night)
Damn, I'm on your ass, can't hide it
'Cause all my girls that's in this bitch don't want a broke nigga (No)
All they wanna do smoke and drink and they know what I'm thinkin'
She choosin' (Choosin'), to fuck with a fly nigga (Yeah)
Your bitch about to change up (Oh-oh)
I'm the truth, you a lie, nigga

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign, Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change (Yeah)
So I switched from a Benz to a Range (Oh-oh, I did)
First class to the jet (Yeah)
I got more money than her ex (Oh, oh, babe)
Way more money than her ex (Oh-woah, yeah)
And he ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl (Oh-woah)
He ain't nothin' like me, girl (Oh)

[Verse 3: Tyga, Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Tyga]
(Ha!)
More money (Ha), most money
Marlon Wayans, tell them niggas ain't shit funny (Hahaha)
Tight money (Ha!), shit too private for your plane money (Bitch!)
You coach money, I toast crumbs, loaf runnin' (Hey! Woo)
Rich nigga, Alpo, Rich Porter
I'm CEO, plus I fucked his granddaughter (Ow!)
I do shit you think about on the toilet
My cup over-runnin', flowin' like Fiji water (Hey!)
And my new bitch sorta like a alcoholic
Bitch, my new car, call that bitch "whatchamacallit" (Ow!)
T-Raw, yeah, got pussy callin' (Brrrr)
OHB, L-K, only ballin', woo!
I came with the tooth filler
In case a nigga wanna score a round with me, nigga
True shit, trill nigga
Put on my hard hat, drill bitches, fuck with me (Yeah!), ha!

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign, Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change (She don't think that I—)
So I switched from a Benz to a Range (Oh-oh)
First class to the jet (Yeah)
I got more money than her ex (Oh)
Way more money than her ex (Oh-woah, oh, baby, oh)
And he ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl (Oh-woah, I done showed you shit)
He ain't nothin' like me, girl
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range (Oh-oh)
First class to the jet (Yeah)
I got more money than her ex (Oh)
Way more money than her ex (Oh-woah)
And he ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl (Oh-woah)
He ain't nothin' like me, girl

[Outro: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign]
He ain't nothin' like me, girl
He ain't nothin' like me, girl
I done showed you shit you never seen, girl
He ain't nothin' like me, girl