x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a about no one except Lean
[Verse 1: Yung I'm smokin' double pack, Louis duffel bag, get money stack Trouble's back, I 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 like to brag, Leave my in a bag If you fuck around you in that body bag, the flag Fuck who you I don't fuck with that Couple zeros on a tags Tunnel vision, a jag Stumble out the lobby Shoveled gold knuckles, screaming where at? I won't be in your life but you might see me in a mag Delete my number, never call me Flat on the spat blood on my Acronym bag We Stocktown, seasons change Bitch you know we at
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[Verse 2: Scott] Let's get real, of the ghost, so trill and take a trip in my hill, get ghost Don't up here 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 balancing on my beam While i'm cantaloupes We off lean, lean, lean in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We don't want alcohol drinks, soda and codeine Get it right, get it It down for the night, it ain't down for the night A-yo yo yo where these bitches come from see who with the shits, who really down to get drunk I throw up, might turn up, turn up of every summer Of summer, every summer, every summer
Travi$ Scott] I'm with sad in Stockholm they know H-town be my home They know be my home Them, my homies, them, them my homies I'm with Sad in Stockholm They Mo City my home Them them my homies, them them my Them them my homies (Straight up)
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