x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I give a fuck about no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't a fuck about no one except Lean
[Verse 1: Lean] I'm double pack, Louis duffel bag, get that money stack Trouble's back, I don't give a fuck we out the back, where they at? We leave all in a zig-zag it up, take a drag, I'm the best at it, I don't like to brag, Leave my body in a bag If you around you in that body bag, burn the flag Fuck who you know I don't with that Couple on a couple tags Tunnel vision, a jag Stumble out the hotel Shoveled knuckles, screaming where they at? I won't be in life again but you might see me in a mag my number, never call me back Flat on the spat blood on my Acronym bag We from Stocktown, seasons you know where we at
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[Verse 2: Travi$ Let's get real, of the ghost, so trill Come and a trip in my hill, get ghost come up here with that shit, get roast Know La Flame don't play by his toast, you And I'm bound to flow you down, come on, she my jeans She grab the kush, she balancing on my beam i'm jigglin' cantaloupes We off that lean, lean, lean in my dream, dream, dream, We don't want drinks, only soda and codeine Get it right, get it It ain't down for the night, it down for the night A-yo yo yo where these bitches come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who really down to get I might throw up, turn up, turn up of every summer Of summer, every summer, every summer
[Bridge: Scott] I'm with sad boys in they know H-town be my home They H-Town be my home Them, them my homies, them, them my I'm Sad Boys in Stockholm They Mo City my home Them my homies, them them my homies Them my motherfucking homies (Straight up)
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