[Intro: Chris Brown]
I told her "Fuck that n***a"
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't know your name, but you've heard my name
I know why you came, tryna get that name
But you heard my name
Girl I know you wanna be my main chick
My main chick
I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"
(I don't know ya)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Already got one, rolled up in my left hand
Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband
Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands
This shit I'm on, better than the next strand
Than the next strand, better than the next strand
She head down, booty poppin' in a handstand
I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan
I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man
I don't even understand, why she'd ever want a man
If she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback
Like a cornerback, that's an interception
You think I give a fuck, that's a misconception
Oh what a night, oh what a night
The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high
I said, oh what a night, oh what a night
Yeah she a bad bitch, all jokes aside

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't know your name, but you've heard my name
I know why you came, tryna get that name
But you heard my name
Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick
I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a" (I don't know ya)

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Uh, pull your panties down from under you
Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q
Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane
Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring
Nasty, baby me do it in the backseat
Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing 'til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion
Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
Girl toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping
Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay
Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
Lights, camera, action, I ain't doing nothing 'til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion
Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't know your name, but you've heard my name
I know why you came, tryna get that name
But you heard my name
Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick
I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Baby, why you playing? You heard my name, I know why you came
She gon' gimme that brain so we can do our thang, let's do that thang
What you thinking 'bout me taking you down, yeah
I can be your man when he's not around, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't know your name, but you've heard my name
I know why you came, tryna get that name
But you heard my name
Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick
I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with, I told her "Fuck that n***a"
(I don't know ya)