Nothin' Like Me

[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Hook: Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range, oh
First class to the jet, yeah
I got more money than her ex, oh
Way more money than her ex, oh whoa
And he ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl, oh whoa
He ain't nothing like me, girl

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
He complain about spending
I hand you the card, tell you spend it
Master P, no limit
I let you do you, girl
He don't put no gas in your car, nah
We hit the lot and buy cars, girl
He f*ck you every blue moon
I hit it 'til the sun come up
That's why I f*ck with you girl
You ain't looking for no come up
Your n*gga ain't about his money
He got zeros, I got commas
He buying drinks, I'm buying bottles
We pulling up on Forgiato's
All of my n*ggas got money
That n*gga can't pull out a hundred

[Hook: Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range, oh
First class to the jet, yeah
I got more money than her ex, oh
Way more money than her ex, oh whoa
And he ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl, oh whoa
He ain't nothing like me, girl

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
I ain't gon' start sh*t and a n*gga ain't worried 'bout the homies
Twerk that sh*t on me from the front to the back
I know you got a n*gga, don't lie (Don't lie)
f*ck your boyfriend, not tonight (Not tonight)
I'mma 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 b*tch don't want a broke n*gga, no
All they wanna do smoke and drink and they know what I'm thinking
She choosing, choosing, to f*ck with a fly n*gga (Yeah)
Your b*tch about to change up (Oh), I'm the truth, you a lie, n*gga

[Hook: Chris Brown]
She don't think that I can change (Yeah)
So I switched from a Benz to a Range, 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 whoa (Yeah)
And he ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl, oh whoa
He ain't nothing like me, girl (oh)

[Verse 3: Tyga & Chris Brown]
More money, most money
Marlon Wayans, tell them n*ggas ain't sh*t funny
Tight money, sh*t too private for your plane money (b*tch!)
You coach money, I toast crumbs, loaf running
Rich n*gga, Alpo, Rich Porter
I'm CEO, plus I f*cked his granddaughter
I do sh*t you think about on the toilet
My cup over-running, flowing like Fiji water
And my new b*tch sorta like an alcoholic
b*tch my new car, call that b*tch "whatchamacallit"
T-Raw, yeah, got pus*y calling
OHB L-K, only balling
I came with the tooth filler
In case a n*gga wanna score a round with me, n*gga
True sh*t, trill n*gga
Put down my hard hat, drill b*tches, f*ck with me

[Hook: 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
First class to the jet, yeah
I got more money than her ex, oh
Way more money than her ex, oh whoa (oh, babe, oh)
And he ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl, oh whoa (I done showed you sh*t)
He ain't nothing like me, girl
She don't think that I can change
So I switched from a Benz to a Range, oh
First class to the jet, yeah
I got more money than her ex, oh
Way more money than her ex, oh whoa
And he ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl, oh whoa
He ain't nothing like me, girl

[Outro: Chris Brown]
He ain't nothing like me, girl
He ain't nothing like me, girl
I done showed you sh*t you never seen, girl
He ain't nothing like me, girl