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 except
1: Yung Lean] I'm double pack, Louis duffel bag, get that money stack back, I don't give a fuck we jump 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 fuck around you in that body bag, burn the who you know I don't fuck with that Couple zeros on a couple vision, tunnelin' a jag Stumble out the lobby Shoveled knuckles, screaming where they at? I won't be in your life again but you see me in a mag Delete my number, never call me Flat on the ground blood on my Acronym bag We Stocktown, seasons change Bitch you know we at
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[Verse 2: Travi$ Let's get real, of the ghost, so trill Come and take a trip in my hill, get Don't come up here with that shit, get Know La Flame play by his toast, you know And I'm to flow you down, come on, she grab my jeans She the kush, she balancing on my balance beam While i'm jigglin' We off lean, lean, lean in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We want alcohol drinks, only soda and codeine Get it right, get it It down for the night, it ain't down for the night A-yo yo yo Lean where bitches come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who down to get drunk I might throw up, turn up, turn up of every summer Of every summer, every summer, every
Travi$ Scott] I'm with sad boys in Stockholm they H-town be my home They know be my home Them, my homies, them, them my homies I'm Sad Boys in Stockholm They know Mo City my them my homies, them them my homies Them them my homies (Straight up)
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