"This Is America" lyrics

"This Is America"
(originally by Childish Gambino)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away

We just wanna party
Party just for you
We just want the money
Money just for you

I know you wanna party (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Party just for me (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)
Girl, you got me dancin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dance and shake the frame (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)

We just wanna party (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Party just for you (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)
We just want the money (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money just for you (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)

I know you wanna party (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Party just for me (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)
Girl, you got me dancin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dance and shake the frame (yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away)

This is America
Don't catch you slippin' up
Don't catch you slippin' up
Look what I'm whippin' up (woo)

This is America (woo)
Don't catch you slippin' up
Don't catch you slippin' up
Look what I'm whippin' up (yeah)

This is America (skrrt)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy)
Look at how I'm livin' now
Police be trippin' now (woo)

This is America (woo, ayy)
Guns in my area (guns in my area)
I got the strap (ayy, ayy)
And I gotta carry 'em

Yeah, yeah, I'ma go into this (ugh)
Yeah, yeah, this is guerilla shit (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'ma go get the bag
Yeah, yeah, or I'ma get the pad
Yeah, yeah, I'm so cold like, yeah (yeah)
I'm so dope like, yeah (woo)
We gon' blow like, yeah (straight up, uh), yeah

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody
You go tell somebody
Grandma told me
Get your money, black man (get your money)
Get your money, black man (get your money)
Get your money, black man (get your money)
Get your money, black man (get your money)
Black man

This is America (woo)
Don't catch you slippin' up (woo, woo)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy)
Look what I'm whippin' up

This is America (yeah, yeah)
Don't catch you slippin' up (whoa)
Don't catch you slippin' up (ayy)
Look what I'm whippin' up (ayy)

Look how I'm geekin' out
I'm so fitted (I'm so fitted)
I'm on Gucci (I'm on Gucci)
I'm so pretty (yeah, yeah)
I'm gon' get it (ayy, I'm gon' get it)

Watch me move (blaow)
This a celly (ha)
That's a tool (yeah)
On my Kodak (on my Kodak)
Oh, I know that (oh, I know that)
Get it (get it, get it)
Work it (hey)

Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands (hunnid bands)
Contraband, contraband, contraband (contraband)
I got the plug on Oaxaca (whoa)
They gonna find you like blocka, blaow

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody
You go tell somebody
You go tell somebody


Writer(s): Ludwig Emil Tomas Goransson, Donald McKinley Glover Ii, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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