x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I give a fuck about no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck no one except Lean
[Verse 1: 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 Roll it up, take a drag, I'm the best at it, I don't to brag, Leave my body in a bag If you fuck you in that body bag, burn the flag Fuck who you know I don't with that Couple zeros on a couple Tunnel vision, a jag out the hotel lobby Shoveled gold knuckles, screaming 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 spat blood on my bag We from Stocktown, seasons you know where we at
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[Verse 2: Travi$ get real, land of the ghost, so trill Come and take a trip in my hill, get Don't come up with that shit, get roast La Flame don't play by his toast, you know And I'm bound to flow you down, on, she grab my jeans She grab the kush, she on my balance beam While i'm jigglin' We off that lean, lean, in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We don't want drinks, only 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 where these come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who down to get drunk I might up, might turn up, turn up of every summer Of summer, every summer, every summer
[Bridge: Travi$ I'm with sad boys in Stockholm they H-town be my home They know be my home Them, them my homies, them, my homies I'm with Sad Boys in They know Mo my home Them my homies, them them my homies Them them my motherfucking (Straight up)
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