Globetrotter – yit Lyrics
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Yeah
(Hold on, hold on, hold on)
I don't want talking, Imma pop out the shop
I ain't missing a shot when I shoot at your hoe
Know I keep it on lock up, my shooters on go
Call my manager up and he wiping your nose
I'ma unload the uzi the way that it goes
I get platinum on platinum but never no gold
I go Hannah Montana, I rock out at the shows
I was born in Atlanta, I'm walking the globe
Y- Yes
I don't like sneaking, I'll stay with my chest
She really lovin' my name on her breast (Woo)
Just like a button your ho gon' get pressed
Playin' that track and I'm still not impressed (Boy)
B- Bustin' down dollars, they know I'm the best
I'm poppin' my collar, they live with my pet (Ugh)
I double the profits, I see you on the net
I'm bustin' down diamonds, they dance on my neck (Ah-ah-ah)
Cush be not rockin' them racks (Woo)
I think I'm in love with the tat on my ribs
She sayin' she wants me, she drinkin' my kids
I got a new beamer, it came with a switch (Uh)
We talkin', we game when we turn on the switch
I know I'm a fiend, got my heart on some ricks
I stack in the cheese, yeah I'm buildin' the brick
I'm back in the scene and I'm never gon' miss (Ugh)
Drop on the stage and they loose it
Rocks on my chain, it's like ice on my deuces
Tell me she need me, she block, it's confusing
She said she in love with the music (Okay)
Wipin' my nose and it's never no mucus
Smoke in the car and it's smelling so putrid
Gonna go farm, okay the new kid
Callin' my phone like "Okay, like, who's this?" (Ah-ah-ah)
They constantly blowin' my telly (Woo)
Said I'm circling them up, what the helly (Okay)
She will look at my bone like it's skelly
In the back and I'm smokin' the jelly (Okay)
In the back and I'm smokin' gelato (Hold on)
And you flexin' those chains, where'd you bought those (Okay) (Hold on)
You talkin' you get popped like a bottle (Hold on)
I'm finna swerve with a lot of throttle (Ah-ah-ah)
SugarFree tell me, like, baby what I know
This a big talkin', they stay out of my shadow
She a light skin and she lookin' like Latto
She off her buck, this girl is a bad hoe
SugarFree tell me, like, baby what I know
This a big talkin', they stay out of my shadow
She a light skin and she lookin' like Latto
She off her buck, this girl is a bad hoe
I don't want talking, Imma pop out the shop
I ain't missing a shot when I shoot at your hoe
Know I keep it on lock up, my shooters on go
Call my manager up and he wiping your nose
I'ma unload the uzi the way that it goes
I get platinum on platinum but never no gold
I go Hannah Montana, I rock out at the shows
I was born in Atlanta, I'm walking the globe
Globetrotter, de yit, do álbum Sweet Hz: SugarFree; compositor yit; lançado em 17 de julho de 2026.