USA

USA Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Some of my partners claimed red
So I’m blue
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Just drank a [?] blue

Red, white and motherf**king blue
Got red b**ches, white b**ches
What about you?
And [?] b**ches do whatever I tell ’em to
And my traphouse do whatever I make it to

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
All about this paper
Hit the trap with the flavours
Those old folks be lookin’ hard
You gotta watch for them neighbors
[?] smoke across the street
He still in [?]
But I never judge ’em [?]
Cuz everybody not [?]
Chop [?]
Remember I don’t [?]
Eat [?] thousand potatoes
Ain’t no love in these streets, man
No take no walk in these [?] on my feet, man
You ever p**s a hundred
You can go to sleep man

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Some of my partners claimed red
So I’m blue
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Just drank a [?] blue

Red, white and motherf**king blue
Got red b**ches, white b**ches
What about you?
And [?] b**ches do whatever I tell ’em to
And my traphouse do whatever I make it to

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Got red b**ches, white b**ches
All type of b**ches
When they at work
I send the bomb to [?]
I don’t even wanna f**k
I just keep it cool
I just might pay her rent
And buy that b**ch a [?] too
She never know why she all that [?] blue
You say you know a nigga flier than me
I’m like who?
That nigga better fall out the sky in a parachute
That [?]

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Some of my partners claimed red
So I’m blue
Red, white and motherf**king blue
Just drank a [?] blue

Red, white and motherf**king blue
Got red b**ches, white b**ches
What about you?
And [?] b**ches do whatever I tell ’em to
And my traphouse do whatever I make it to