x2 Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck no one except me Stocktown, town, SBE I don't give a fuck no one except Lean
[Verse 1: Yung I'm smokin' double pack, Louis bag, get that money stack Trouble's back, I don't give a fuck we out the back, where they at? We all essentials in a zig-zag Roll it up, 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 zeros on a couple tags Tunnel vision, a jag Stumble out the lobby Shoveled gold knuckles, where they at? I won't be in your again but you might see me in a mag my number, never call me back Flat on the spat blood on my Acronym bag We from Stocktown, change Bitch you know 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 come up here that shit, get roast Know La Flame don't by his toast, you know And I'm to flow you down, come on, she grab my jeans She grab the kush, she on my balance beam While i'm 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 down for the night, it ain't for the night yo yo Lean where these bitches come from Tryna' see who with the shits, who really down to get I might throw up, might turn up, turn up of summer Of every summer, summer, every summer
[Bridge: Travi$ I'm with sad boys in Stockholm they know be my home know H-Town be my home Them, my homies, them, them my homies I'm Sad Boys in Stockholm They know Mo my home Them them my homies, them them my Them them my motherfucking (Straight up)
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