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
[Verse 1: Yung I'm smokin' double pack, Louis duffel bag, get money stack Trouble's back, I don't give a fuck we jump out the back, they at? We all essentials 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, the flag Fuck who you I don't fuck with that Couple zeros on a tags Tunnel vision, a jag Stumble out the hotel Shoveled knuckles, screaming where they at? I won't be in your again but you might see me in a mag Delete my number, never call me Flat on the ground spat blood on my bag We Stocktown, seasons change Bitch you know we at
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[Verse 2: Scott] get real, land of the ghost, so trill Come and take a in my hill, get ghost come up here with that shit, get roast Know La Flame don't 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 beam While i'm cantaloupes We off that lean, lean, in my dream, dream, dream, dreams We want alcohol drinks, only soda and codeine Get it right, get it It ain't down for the night, it ain't for the night yo yo Lean where these bitches come from Tryna' see who the shits, who really down to get drunk I might throw up, might turn up, up of every summer Of every summer, every summer, every
[Bridge: Scott] I'm sad boys in Stockholm they know H-town be my home They know be my home Them, them my homies, them, my homies I'm with Sad Boys in know Mo City my home Them my homies, them them my homies Them them my homies (Straight up)
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