"USA" lyrics
Globetrotter, bitch (Getta Beats)
Globetrotter, I just seen 49 out 50
Globetrotter, and I seen 49 out of 50, ShittyBoyz
Alright
Globetrotter, I seen 49 out of 50 states
From Delaware to Arizona, we done rolled like 50 eighths
From Maryland to Idaho, Militia on the givie race
Leave me 'lone, I'm on my way to Maine to pick up 50 bags
Forgot where I'm at, Vermont or New Hampshire?
My patience small as Rhode Island, you can cut the chatter
In New Haven, CT with some bloody bastards
My shotta out in Boston, Massachusetts, got his jumper mastered
It's all love, but honestly, fuck New York
I'm in PA self-scanning, tryna up the score
My KY hoes say I'm hung like a horse
Finna run 'em like a derby, then let life run its course
We shooting oranges down to Naptown to Indiana
So put a thousand on it, why you think this Digi's crashin' me?
It's like me and stealing steals incompatible
So I'ma shoot down to the O, get a gallon full
H-I-L, made over three quarters out in Philadelphia
I'm sick, I came eyeball
I'm through West V and VA dodging cases
My bro tryna start a civil war, I eye disable
My ho the only ten I see, y'all be Chattanooga
Gang think they ice down in Florida, tryna snatch some Cuban
In the chase in Tuscaloosa, ASP might crash into us
Mack 'em from the US up to Italy for Ratatouille
From Charleston to Charlotte, we got the Carolina sub
In Jackson, Mississippi, swiping, tryna slide the stuff
I treat a bitch like a ho
I'm thinking Colorado next, I'm tryna buy some coats
On the Aspen side, I got my Cartiers on on the classy side
Let's shoot to Arkansas, I mean Arkansas
You know when 30s come in two, they hit hardest, dawg
Louisiana vibes, bitches half-naked, Mardi Gras
We was swooped in St. Louis, we went straight through it
Anthony Pillar in Missouri, y'all make plays, stupid
Ain't no Middle East here, just the Chi, right?
Every time I hit drilling noise, I bring five straps
Every time I hit Wisconsin, I bring Isaacs
Every time Cudi hit Minnie, he bring ice back
I'm double cupped up in Iowa like Dave Blunts
Was in North Dakota in the sticks scraping change up
Then shot down to South Dakota, did the same stuff
Gang running wild from the Six down to Yellowstone
They like, "Tron, how you in Montana with some yellow bones?"
You go drive through marriage in Nevada, finna sell your soul
When I'm down in Utah, I ball like Karl Malone
Minus the allegations, go ahead and park that boat
Shitty boy, but I ain't take the Browns to the Super Bowl
If I'm down in TX, know a deuce was po'
I'm pulling old scam tricks in New Mexico
Gang down in Cali with a few extra hoes
It ain't the Lakers, it's no fakers
Nebraska to Alaska if I go and stretch the paper
Matter of fact, scratch that, this shit spreading past Decatur
Nike Tech out Beaverton, but I bet I don't Oregon Duck
Dirty Drake from Oklahoma, it'll leave your organs fucked
Gon' make my way back to Washington, and that's just sure enough
Brandon Rush, I'm in Kansas tryna score a buck
They like, "Tron, where you been?" I've
Been pulling Georgia stunts, okay, huh
The last stop's Hawaii, then it's to the crib
I'ma hit Detroit, Saginaw, and Flint
I can't forget about Lil Ipsy
Go ahead and zoom out on your Maps app, I mastered it
ShittyBoyz, Dog$hit Militia
Long live $cam, R.I.P. Chris
T double-H L shit, you hip, skip?
You know the script, wipe your ass boys
Clear that tab clearin', I'm out on bond again
Globetrotter, I just seen 49 out 50
Globetrotter, and I seen 49 out of 50, ShittyBoyz
Alright
Globetrotter, I seen 49 out of 50 states
From Delaware to Arizona, we done rolled like 50 eighths
From Maryland to Idaho, Militia on the givie race
Leave me 'lone, I'm on my way to Maine to pick up 50 bags
Forgot where I'm at, Vermont or New Hampshire?
My patience small as Rhode Island, you can cut the chatter
In New Haven, CT with some bloody bastards
My shotta out in Boston, Massachusetts, got his jumper mastered
It's all love, but honestly, fuck New York
I'm in PA self-scanning, tryna up the score
My KY hoes say I'm hung like a horse
Finna run 'em like a derby, then let life run its course
We shooting oranges down to Naptown to Indiana
So put a thousand on it, why you think this Digi's crashin' me?
It's like me and stealing steals incompatible
So I'ma shoot down to the O, get a gallon full
H-I-L, made over three quarters out in Philadelphia
I'm sick, I came eyeball
I'm through West V and VA dodging cases
My bro tryna start a civil war, I eye disable
My ho the only ten I see, y'all be Chattanooga
Gang think they ice down in Florida, tryna snatch some Cuban
In the chase in Tuscaloosa, ASP might crash into us
Mack 'em from the US up to Italy for Ratatouille
From Charleston to Charlotte, we got the Carolina sub
In Jackson, Mississippi, swiping, tryna slide the stuff
I treat a bitch like a ho
I'm thinking Colorado next, I'm tryna buy some coats
On the Aspen side, I got my Cartiers on on the classy side
Let's shoot to Arkansas, I mean Arkansas
You know when 30s come in two, they hit hardest, dawg
Louisiana vibes, bitches half-naked, Mardi Gras
We was swooped in St. Louis, we went straight through it
Anthony Pillar in Missouri, y'all make plays, stupid
Ain't no Middle East here, just the Chi, right?
Every time I hit drilling noise, I bring five straps
Every time I hit Wisconsin, I bring Isaacs
Every time Cudi hit Minnie, he bring ice back
I'm double cupped up in Iowa like Dave Blunts
Was in North Dakota in the sticks scraping change up
Then shot down to South Dakota, did the same stuff
Gang running wild from the Six down to Yellowstone
They like, "Tron, how you in Montana with some yellow bones?"
You go drive through marriage in Nevada, finna sell your soul
When I'm down in Utah, I ball like Karl Malone
Minus the allegations, go ahead and park that boat
Shitty boy, but I ain't take the Browns to the Super Bowl
If I'm down in TX, know a deuce was po'
I'm pulling old scam tricks in New Mexico
Gang down in Cali with a few extra hoes
It ain't the Lakers, it's no fakers
Nebraska to Alaska if I go and stretch the paper
Matter of fact, scratch that, this shit spreading past Decatur
Nike Tech out Beaverton, but I bet I don't Oregon Duck
Dirty Drake from Oklahoma, it'll leave your organs fucked
Gon' make my way back to Washington, and that's just sure enough
Brandon Rush, I'm in Kansas tryna score a buck
They like, "Tron, where you been?" I've
Been pulling Georgia stunts, okay, huh
The last stop's Hawaii, then it's to the crib
I'ma hit Detroit, Saginaw, and Flint
I can't forget about Lil Ipsy
Go ahead and zoom out on your Maps app, I mastered it
ShittyBoyz, Dog$hit Militia
Long live $cam, R.I.P. Chris
T double-H L shit, you hip, skip?
You know the script, wipe your ass boys
Clear that tab clearin', I'm out on bond again
