x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck about no one except
1: Yung Lean] I'm smokin' double pack, Louis duffel bag, get that money Trouble's back, I give a fuck we jump out the back, where they at? We leave all essentials in a 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 fuck you in that body bag, burn the flag Fuck who you know I fuck with that Couple on a couple tags Tunnel vision, a jag out the hotel lobby Shoveled knuckles, screaming where they at? I be in your life again but you might see me in a mag Delete my number, call me back Flat on the ground blood on my Acronym bag We Stocktown, seasons change you know where we at
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[Verse 2: Scott] Let's get real, land of the ghost, so Come and a trip in my hill, get ghost Don't come up here with shit, get roast Know La don't play by his toast, you know And I'm bound to flow you down, come on, she grab my She the kush, she balancing on my balance beam i'm jigglin' cantaloupes 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 ain't down for the night, it ain't down for the A-yo yo yo Lean these bitches come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who down to get drunk I might throw up, might turn up, turn up of every Of every summer, every summer, summer
Travi$ Scott] I'm with sad boys in Stockholm they know be my home They H-Town be my home Them, them my homies, them, them my I'm with Sad Boys in They know Mo my home Them them my homies, them my homies Them my motherfucking homies (Straight up)
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