"This Is America" lyrics
100% Juicee
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah, ran into that boy like, "Yeah, it's been a while"
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow"
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
Yeah we gripping, we
Lost souls with a pistol, we
Don't forgive no enemy
Kel-Tec, oh that casualty
And I casually
Break down that grabba leaf
Smoking on your dead homies, smoking on that R.I.P., sad
R.I.P. to Peep, yeah
One foot in the street, yeah
Niggas shot at me, yeah
Over jealousy
Sad that all these bitch-ass niggas wanna ruin everything
How you trying to stunt show in that epic, I ain't L.A. Ried
And your bitch a epidemic, I got everything
Ooh, and my bitch is in my bed, her body heavenly
In that S.S. trying to get water like Jetski
Nigga try to jump me, that chopper gonna help me
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah. Ran into that boy like, "Yeah. It's been a while."
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow."
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
This is America
Choppers is for everyone
Choppers are for everyone, go get you one, go get you some
Me? Got a extra one
'Cause the pressure on
Yeah, even though I gotta carry I'm upper echelon
Yeah, they're all thugging, looking for 'em in that SLR
Yeah, and my ex is just a bitch just in case it was
Yeah, they're on the street, told that truth in that paperwork
Yeah, that paper work, say no words, come up out a bird
Yeah, and I hold the grip 'cause it ain't gon' hurt
And I got a hold of your bitch, you know she a flirt
Better get a hold on your grip if I see you first
I'ma put a hole in you 'cause I'm feeling sinister
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah, ran into that boy like, "Yeah, it's been a while"
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow"
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah, ran into that boy like, "Yeah, it's been a while"
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow"
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
Yeah we gripping, we
Lost souls with a pistol, we
Don't forgive no enemy
Kel-Tec, oh that casualty
And I casually
Break down that grabba leaf
Smoking on your dead homies, smoking on that R.I.P., sad
R.I.P. to Peep, yeah
One foot in the street, yeah
Niggas shot at me, yeah
Over jealousy
Sad that all these bitch-ass niggas wanna ruin everything
How you trying to stunt show in that epic, I ain't L.A. Ried
And your bitch a epidemic, I got everything
Ooh, and my bitch is in my bed, her body heavenly
In that S.S. trying to get water like Jetski
Nigga try to jump me, that chopper gonna help me
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah. Ran into that boy like, "Yeah. It's been a while."
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow."
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
This is America
Choppers is for everyone
Choppers are for everyone, go get you one, go get you some
Me? Got a extra one
'Cause the pressure on
Yeah, even though I gotta carry I'm upper echelon
Yeah, they're all thugging, looking for 'em in that SLR
Yeah, and my ex is just a bitch just in case it was
Yeah, they're on the street, told that truth in that paperwork
Yeah, that paper work, say no words, come up out a bird
Yeah, and I hold the grip 'cause it ain't gon' hurt
And I got a hold of your bitch, you know she a flirt
Better get a hold on your grip if I see you first
I'ma put a hole in you 'cause I'm feeling sinister
Yeah, your enemies start to live in denial
How I snitch, I never seen trial
Yeah, ran into that boy like, "Yeah, it's been a while"
Uh, if I see him again then that gon' be the last time
'Cause this .40 that I got, it go like, "Bow, bow"
Uh, these niggas my sons, then this a lost child
Think they lost their mind, they start tripping, let me find out
Ooh, 2018, bitch, I'm gripping at my cock now
Writer(s): Troy Vashon Donte Lane
