They Not Like Us

I lean on you black FACPs like another line of Wock

Yeah, it’s all eyes on me, and I’ma send it up to PAC, ayy

Put the wrong label on me, I’ma get em dropped, ayy

Sweet Chin Music and I won’t pass the aux, ayy

How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy

One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy

Devil is a lie, he’s a 69 god, ayy

Freaky-ass black FACPs need to stay they ass inside, ayy

Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of za, ayy

City is back up, it’s a must, we outside, ayy

They not like us, they not like us, they not like us.