[Intro: Tyga]

You're a real bitch, light it up (Light it up)

You're a real bitch, go on, light it up (Light it up)

It's your birthday, go on, light it up (Light it up)

I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up

(Mello made it right) Ha! Yeah

[Verse 1: Tyga]

Pass me the kush, we gon' light it up (Light it up)

I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Fingers up)

Slide in my DM, you can hit me up (Hit me up)

She wanna be the one, she ain't the only one (No)

I got a bop in the trap, got a bop on my lap (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm a dog, but I don't gotta chase the cat (Nah)

They pull up where I'm at, get the addy from they friends (Yeah)

I don't keep loose change and I don't tie up loose ends

If a nigga want beef, if a bitch want beef

We put it on the grill, serve that bitch to the street (Blah)

She call me Young Beckham 'cause a nigga go deep (Yeah)

I live by the beat, I'ma kill what I eat (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Tyga & Chris Brown, Tyga, Chris Brown]

If you a real bitch, light it up (Light it up, yeah)

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up (Light it up)

It's your birthday, go on, light it up (Oh-oh, light it up, ayy)

I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Middle fingers up, ayy)

Ooh, my niggas gon' light it up (Light it up, ayy)

If you a real nigga, go on, light it up (Light it up, ayy)

It's your birthday, light it up (Oh-oh, light it up)

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up (Light it up)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown, Tyga]

She can get it, runnin' over to me (Yeah)

She heard about me and she know I'm a freak (Ooh)

She can try runnin' over me (Over me, yeah)

Girl, you know ain't no controllin' me (No, no, uh)

Close your mouth when I'm tastin' you (Yeah)

I don't chase when I drinkin' ya (Straight up, yeah)

Tell your girl she can play with it (Ooh, yeah)

Light it up so we stay lit

We gon' keep it goin' like yeah, yeah, yeah

(Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I know you see the smoke in the air, yeah, yeah

(You see that smoke, you see, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

So just light it up, mami, don't tell nobody

Want me to push up on you

Whiskey keepin' you balanced

Throw that ass backwards

While that ass clappin'

Ooh, woah, light it up (Ayy)

[Chorus: Tyga & Chris Brown, Tyga, Chris Brown]

If you a real bitch, light it up (Light it up)

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up (Light it up)

It's your birthday, go on, light it up (Oh-oh, light it up)

I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Middle fingers up, ayy)

Ooh, my niggas gon' light it up (Light it up)

If you a real nigga, go on, light it up (Light it up, ayy)

It's your birthday, light it up (Oh-oh, light it up)

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up (Light it up)

[Outro: Tyga, Chris Brown]

Yeah, Mello

You a real bitch, light it up

T-Raww, C Breezy

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up

Ha

You a real bitch, light it up

If you a real bitch, go on, light it up