Why do you wanna fight?
What you talking 'bout, I just told you why
No you didn't, Donnie
Why do you wanna fight?
I get why they wanna fight you, I know what they're fighting for, what about you?
Listen to me, you got everything to lose, he's got nothing to lose
When a fighter ain't got nothing to lose, he's dangerous

Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
Give a fuck what my nigga did
Run 'em down, rumble, that work
Give a fuck what my nigga did
Run 'em down, rumble, that work
Fumble, just don't le me approach ya, nigga, I'm goin' on site
Fumble, just don't le me approach ya, nigga, I'm goin' on site
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight

Who got my back? Ain't nobody holdin' me back
I'm out here fightin' for my life, no tellin' what come with it, right?
My mama needed bills and lights
I'm prayin' for some better days
I kept on havin' sleepless nights (shit)
But, nigga, that's life, when you tryna do right like Spike
But the licks be lookin' enticing
This shit's such a roll of the dice, police wanna read me rights
I got no time to relax, when the wall up against my back
My vice rich on the 'tech, nigga, I'll knock out your lights
Mike Will saved my life, this light will hit you like Mike (Tyson)
If it's static, then come on, strike (boom)
Fuck these niggas mean? Nigga, I grew up mean
Nigga, I came up in scenes that these niggas never seen
Everyday I got to

Fight, fight, (ayy), fight (yeah), fight (Mike Will)
Fight (bitch), fight, fight, fight
Fight (Evil Genius, bitch), fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight (bitch)

My bitch went through my phone last night when I was sleep
Woke up startin' a fight 'bout a quarter passed three (huh)
"Who is Diane, Gucci who is Monique"
I said "I'm the dope man, everybody know me" (it's Gucci)
Chillin' in the club, in the V.I.Pizzy
Nigga wrist frigid and all the hoes dig it
But there's always one young nigga wanna be brave
Like we won't put his ass on the fuckin' front page
Put your hands on me, that's a R.I.P
Bullets hum like a hummingbird, sting like a bee
Put the drum in the bitch, like a mule, make it kick
She so sprung on the dick, she just swung on the bitch

Fight, fight, fight, fight (huh)
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight

We gon' rumble in this ho
All you weak ass niggas get yo' ass off the floor
We gon' rumble in this ho
We gon' rumble in this ho
All you weak ass niggas get yo' ass off the floor (uh, uh, uh)
We gon'

Kick a nigga in the head with the hard bottoms
Your homies is dyin', I don't give no fuck, that's your problem
I'm tryna catch yo' ass when your homies around ya
I ain't tryna talk, I'm gon' beat the ho up out ya
Hit your ass with that left right, left right, hit him in the chest right
Knock his ass out out, hope he lived his best life
I be in the set sayin' gang-gang life
I be on a jet, niggas still better think twice
I be on with the homies on the block, they ain't livin' right
I be on with the homies on the block, they the killer type
I be with the homies, with the homies, with the homies
With the homies, with the homies, with the homies, yeah, gorilla type
YG stole that, no, nigga, hold that, fuck your party, spark me up, throw that
Niggas know the program, the program, the program
Spit in a niggas face, pipe a nigga ho down
Take a nigga chain, take a nigga chain
Take a nigga chain then sell it back to him
Now everybody knew, everybody knew you a ho
Ayy, that's how YG do em'

Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight (and so YG do em')
Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight

Fighting like all of my life, know I'm real right and the streets call me "Zilla"
Layin' up, that what you like, heard you been talkin' up under your pillows
I get it poppin' on sight, not just with Mike, get you beat like I'm Mike Will
That drum hangin' under the TEC kill, the drummer like Eearz and Dipset
Give a fuck about a nigga height, I still put you lil' babies on ice
You can bleed same way that I bleed, get hit with that cutter be sounding like
Pump it up for a nigga then, tell 'em come let the gorillas in
They don't wanna let the gorillas in
It's okay, I been knockin' doors off the hinge
Get the gloves if you 'bout it
In your zone homicide get you watered, know the Scoob get you watered
You can fuck with me? Seriously doubt it
Your trip got rerouted
Now tell me what the fuck is your problem?
You gotta be ready, fool, don't tell me you ain't hear the announcement

Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight (don't tell me you ain't hear the announcement)
Fight, fight, fight (hey), fight (hey)
Fight (hey), fight (hey), fight (hey), fight (hey)

(Yes sir) Knuckle up, knuckle up
Nigga got hit with the upper cut
He got a cut on his eye, damn, now he can't see, it done closed up (damn)
Uh, fuck it (fuck it), fight (fight)
Get your stripes (stripes, bow, bow, bow)
Hit him, knockin' out your lights (hit him)
Hold out my arm, I knock him out, knock him out, now he laid down in front of me (hold me up)
My mama told me, "Pipe 'em up, pipe 'em up," like she was sittin' in the front seats (mama)
It be like, I coulda used combos, but I hit him with a one piece (combos)
It be like, I coulda just stole'd you, I rather you one me (one up)
It be like, oh, he hit the canvas, whole crowd a be like (oh)
Oh, you went out the saddest, whole crowd a be like (woo)
I can imagine, view from the ground, it be like (damn)
Wanna rematch it? Hit my phone and be like

Fight (hey), fight (hey), fight (hey), fight (hit 'em)
Fight (hit 'em), fight (hit 'em), fight (hit 'em), fight (hit 'em)
Fight (left), fight (right), fight (left), fight (right)
Fight (hit 'em), fight (hit 'em), fight, fight (shut da fuck up)

Mama didn't have it (yeah ho), so they cut off the lights (yeah ho)
Now I'm drippin' in ice (yeah ho), and we don't need no lights (yeah ho)
You want that check first, you gotta earn stripes
I've been through hell, feel like I did it twice
I got it bussin' like I got the pipe
Came up from nothin', I'm uppin' the price
I'm from the jungle (Jumanji), where gorillas and apes be (yeah ho)
You don't wanna rumble (yeah ho), these niggas can't take me (yeah ho)
Niggas said that they love me (yeah ho), but they show me they hate me (yeah ho)
It's a cold, cold world, no need for AC (yeah ho)
Nigga, I have my own bag, rich nigga I own that
Nigga, I'm from the projects, got a house where the Combs at
I ain't tryna kick it, no air in the ball, that mothafucker on flat
I cannot lose like Floyd, when this on the line, it's no match
Tried to take it then you gotta

Fight, fight, fight

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Mariel Orr, Michael Len Williams, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Radric Davis, Samuel Gloade