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