[Intro: Lor Scoota]
Yeah
Buy me that shit n***a
You know we got this shit n***a
You know we got this shit n***a
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us

[Hook: Lor Scoota]
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, no they ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, these n***as ain’t like us

[Verse 1: YBS Skola]
These n***as ain’t like us
See I don’t give a fuck
And I don’t gotta compete
You see me coming up
You see my numbers up
Look how I run it up
Look how I run it up
Look how I ran it up
[Verse 2: Lor Scoota]
I got my bands up
I got my fans up
These n***as ain’t like us
No no they ain’t like us
These n***as can’t be us
Rock too much Italian stuff
Bitch we don’t wait in line
You can’t even get in the club
We ain’t come to fight
We came to have some fun
Oh you talkin’ bottle wars?
We already won
You fucked the bottle girls
I’m fuckin’ model girls
I’m turnt the fuck up
I’m leaving with somebody girl

[Hook: Lor Scoota]
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, no they ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, these n***as ain’t like us
[Verse 3: YBS Skola]
These n***as ain’t like me
They ain’t fuck E-V
They don’t got that D boy presidential trophy
They don’t got that tre seven ridge seats like me
Walk around with twenty thousand, still wearing Nikes
And when I see my old bitch they tryna bite me
She know this Italian shit is pricy
I just came from shining, I’m so icy
You will never find and youngin’ like me
Rockin’ [?] Cartiers
Got bad bitches everywhere
Take my real n***as everywhere
We’ll leave a n***a anywhere
I don’t hang with no fucking squares
I got diamonds all in my chain
I got money goin’ through my brain
Im in the studio doin’ my thing
I’m in here with a lot of killers
We got a whole lot of lean n***a
We got a whole lot of grass to smoke
What the fuck do you mean n***a?
Pour up a sixteen n***a
We got a whole lot of blow for sale
I got dope in my fingernails
My left wrist do all my scales
[Hook: Lor Scoota]
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, no they ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, these n***as ain’t like us
These n***as ain’t like us, no no they ain’t like us
No, no, these n***as ain’t like us