x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck about no one me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a about no one except Lean
1: Yung Lean] I'm smokin' double pack, Louis bag, get that money stack 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 around you in that body bag, burn the flag Fuck who you know I don't with that Couple zeros on a tags Tunnel vision, a jag out the hotel lobby Shoveled gold knuckles, where they at? I be in your life again but you might see me in a mag Delete my number, never me back Flat on the ground blood on my Acronym bag We from Stocktown, change Bitch you where we at
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[Verse 2: Travi$ Let's get real, land of the ghost, so Come and take a in my hill, get ghost Don't up here with that shit, get roast Know La Flame play by his toast, you know And I'm bound to flow you down, come on, she my jeans She grab the kush, she balancing on my balance i'm jigglin' cantaloupes We off that lean, lean, in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We don't want alcohol drinks, 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 bitches come Tryna' see who with the shits, who down to get drunk I might throw up, might turn up, turn up of summer Of every summer, every summer, summer
[Bridge: Scott] I'm with sad boys in Stockholm know H-town be my home They know H-Town be my Them, my homies, them, them my homies I'm Sad Boys in Stockholm They know Mo City my Them them my homies, them my homies Them them my motherfucking (Straight up)
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