x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a about no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck about no one Lean
[Verse 1: Yung I'm double pack, Louis duffel bag, get that money stack Trouble's back, I don't give a we jump out the back, where they at? We leave all essentials in a Roll it up, a drag, I'm the best at it, I don't like to brag, Leave my body in a bag If you fuck around you in that bag, burn the flag Fuck who you know I fuck with that Couple zeros on a tags Tunnel vision, a jag Stumble out the hotel Shoveled gold knuckles, where they at? I be in your life again but you might see me in a mag Delete my number, call me back on the ground spat blood on my Acronym bag We from Stocktown, seasons you know where we at
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[Verse 2: Scott] Let's get real, land of the ghost, so and take a trip in my hill, get ghost Don't come up here with that shit, get La Flame don't play by his toast, you know And I'm bound to flow you down, come on, she my jeans She the kush, she balancing on my balance beam While i'm jigglin' We off that lean, lean, in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We don't alcohol drinks, only soda and codeine Get it right, get it It ain't for the night, it ain't down for the night A-yo yo yo Lean where these come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who really to get drunk I might throw up, might turn up, up of every summer Of every summer, every summer, every
Travi$ Scott] I'm with sad boys in Stockholm they know be my home They know be my home Them, them my homies, them, them my I'm with Sad Boys in They know Mo City my Them them my homies, them my homies them my motherfucking homies (Straight up)
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