Yung Lean – Ghosttown (2014) | Track profile | Dork

Yung Lean – Ghosttown (2014) | Track profile | Dork

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Ghosttown

[Chorus: Yung Lean]

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

[Verse 1: Yung Lean]

I'm smoking double pack

Louis duffel bag, get that money stack

Trouble's back, I don't give a fuck, we jump out the back

Where they at? Leave all my essentials in a zig-zag

Roll 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, burn the flag

Fuck who you know, I don't fuck with that

Couple zeros on a couple tags

Tunnel vision, tunnelin' a jag

Stumble out the hotel lobby

Shoveled gold knuckles, screaming, "Where they at?"

I won't be in your life again but you might see me in a mag'

Delete my number, never call me back

Flat on the ground, spat blood on my Acronym bag

We from Stocktown, seasons change

Bitch, you know where we at

[Chorus: Yung Lean & Travis Scott]

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE (Yeah)

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Let's get real, land of the ghost, so trill

Come and take a trip in my hill, get ghost

Don't come up here with that shit, get roast

Know La Flame don't play by his toast, you know

And I'm bound to flow you down

Come on, she grab my jeans

She grab the kush, she balancing

On my balance beam while I'm jigglin' cantaloupes

We off that lean-lean-lean in my dream-dream-dream-dreams, yeah

We don't want alcohol drinks, only soda and codeine, oh

Get it right, get it right

It ain't down for the night, it ain't down for the night

Ayy, yo, Yung Lean, yo, Yung Lean, where these bitches come from?

Tryna see who with the shits, who really down to get drunk

I might throw up, might turn up, turn up every summer, every summer

[Bridge: Travis Scott]

Every summer, every summer

I'm with Sad Boys in Stockholm, they know H-Town be my home

They know H-Town be my home

Them-them my homies

Them-them my homies

I'm with Sad Boys in Stockholm, they know Mo City my home

Them-them my homies

Them-them my homies

Them-them my motherfucking homies, straight up

[Chorus: Yung Lean, Travis Scott & Both]

…Except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, (straight up) SBE (Ooh)

I don't give a fuck about (straight up) no one except Lean

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, (Oh) ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, (Oh) ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE (Every summer, every summer)

I don't give a fuck about no one except me

(I'm with Sad Boys in Stockholm, they know H-Town be my home)

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

(They know H-Town be my home, them-them my homies)

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE (Them-them my homies)

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

(I'm with Sad Boys in Stockholm, they know Mo City my home)

Stocktown, ghosttown, SBE (Them-them my homies)

I don't give a fuck about no one except Lean

(Them-them my...)

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