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Globetrotter,
bitch
Globetrotter,
I
just
seen
49
out
50
Globetrotter,
and
I
seen
49
out
of
50,
shit
boys
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
shot
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
Shit,
boys
Dawg,
Shit
Militia
long
good
skin
Rip
Chris
Tito
HL,
shit
You
hit
skip,
you
know
the
script,
wipe
your
ass,
boys
Clear
that
tab,
clear
it
I'm
out
on
bond
again,
okay
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