[Intro: Chris Brown]

Oh, oh

($K, kick it, fool)

(Hitmaka)

Oh, oh

Yeah

(Sound)

(OG Parker)

(Woah)

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Wale]

See the way you're showin' out, girl, I can't tame you (Tame)

I can't blame you, yeah (Blame)

You know the way to pose, you know, you know your angles, oh, oh-oh (Straight)

I can't tame you, I can't tame you (Yeah, tame, Wale, yeah)

I can't (Ooh), I can't change you, oh (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Wale]

Internationally known on this microphone

Holyfield, Ross crib, we at Tyson's though

Lonely nights, I'm alright, I can vibe alone

So don't be tired if I'm quiet, no inquiring though

I know your angles, way back then bitches show your bracelets

Cartiers, stack 'em for days, look like Thanos

You sayin' the universe ain't grateful (Grateful)

I put infinity stones on all your fingers

Generous when I got, feelings for who I got

Feelings for when I'm not, feeling you, girl, I'm not

Dealin' with other feelings, I feel that you fear a lot

'Cause I be in my feelings, I'm givin' you what I've got (Run it back)

Maybe I'm on your page, maybe I got your heart

Maybe I can't love you 'cause I don't know where to start

Ain't chasin' your potential, potential ain't enough

I guess I am what I am, but you are who you was, what's up? (Wale)

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Wale]

See the way you're showin' out, girl, I can't tame you (Tame)

I can't blame you, yeah (Blame)

You know the way to pose, you know, you know your angles, oh, oh-oh (Straight)

I can't tame you, I can't tame you (Tame, you look good, girl)

I can't (Ooh), I can't change you, oh (Said you look good)

[Verse 2: Wale, Chris Brown]

Okay, this energy's givin' me sex symbol

Pose for me, girl, I think I'm the best with you

Pose for me more, I think you're the best for me

Now post when I'm done, and credit your ex nigga

Hey, you petty, you flex different

You know I be the plug, the one that connect with you

Now go up in these stores and tell 'em who mess with you

You know I'd take you home, but now you address different (Woo)

I ain't trickin', we clickin'

And I ain't trippin', you sippin'

Reposado could sit where I say my sentences

I be with Hood, Chris and 'em, or the slimes

It's young Folarin, I've been poppin' back when "Poppin'" came out (Ooh)

I be like, "Shorty, shorty, put that shit on and take a pic, I bet you catch a body"

Six hundred fifty, I pull up, they gon' one-eighty to us

They gon' be hatin' on us

But you be straight, then I be straight, and ain't no angle to it

Let's do it, woo, ayy, Chris

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

See the way you're showin' out, girl, I can't tame you (Tame)

I can't blame you, yeah (Blame)

You know the way to pose, you know, you know your angles, oh, oh-oh (Straight)

I can't tame you, I can't tame you (Tame)

I can't (Ooh), I can't change you, oh