Desiigner & Wiz Khalifa – America's Baby Remix Lyrics

America's Baby Remix

Desiigner & Wiz Khalifa

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"America's Baby Remix." - Desiigner & Wiz Khalifa

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 11:09 am

Album: America's Baby Remix - Single

Track No: 01

Only doin' this shit for Brooklyn right now, man
For real
Bed-Stuy, stand up
(This is Menace beat, boy)
Yeah
I'm America's baby
I'm America's baby, grab them checks on the daily
Sippin' liquor with my baby, got me twisted, I'm wavy
On the internet, I gotta serve the shop, it's so crazy
Got that money time up on my wrist, I copped me an AP
And the **** talkin' crazy not gon' phase me
I've been tourin' 'round the world, this hip-hop raised me
Got that money, livin' life, this chicken and gravy
Had to do it big 'cause a real one made me
Pops showed me how to do it, get this money right
Get that money for the summer, for them winter nights
I'm a New York boy, I grew up under city lights, huh
Had to always stay prepared for them Brooklyn nights (thraah)
Made some noise with Panda, huh, had my diamonds dancin', huh
I'm America's baby, huh, got the babies dancin', huh
I done grew up in the projects off the food stamps and
USA, they mailed it in, we got the goons campin' (thraah)
I just keep forgivin', huh
Lot of soldiers fallin', like it's Thanksgiving, huh
Tiimmy got a burner, he just keep wishin' (thraah), huh
Try to feed my family, live it, one mission (thraah)
I'm America's baby, show me love, huh
Hit the murder scene, I shoot, no blood, huh
Had to write this shit, this shit because, huh
Keep it real, got rich, this what it does, huh
Keep it real, got rich, this what it does, huh (thraah)
I'm America's baby, grab them checks on the daily
Sippin' liquor with my baby, got me twisted, I'm wavy
On the internet, I gotta serve the shop, it's so crazy
Got that money time up on my wrist, I copped me an AP
And the **** talkin' crazy not gon' phase me
I've been tourin' 'round the world, this hip-hop raised me
Got that money, livin' life, this chicken and gravy (tah)
Had to do it big 'cause a real one made me (what? Thraah)
Been real, stayed real and the same still (yeah)
Outfit clean, so is every meal (uh)
Don't leave the crib much, I'd rather chill (yeah)
Take another bong rip, she head over heals (damn)
Mo' skills, 19, told moms I'd pay the bills
Try to cover up the smell, but we can't conceal it
Cup full, but it never spills
Get dressed and I feel like millions
Early morning doin' breath work
She been hustlin', so she get a purse (ha-ha-ha)
Ten puff challenge just to keep me sane for what it's worth (uh)
Don't get in last, go to Chrome first (man, I get that shit first)
They pullin' up to my car, they wanna race it (damn)
I let them study my bars and how to make a hit (uh-huh)
Raws and dabs, she just stepped out the bubble bath
I'm lighting incense and countin' cash
I'm America's baby, grab them checks on the daily (yeah)
Sippin' liquor with my baby, got me twisted, I'm wavy (Taylor Gang)
On the internet, I gotta serve the shop, it's so crazy
Got that money time up on my wrist, I copped me an AP
And the **** talkin' crazy not gon' phase me (y'all know what it is, man)
I've been tourin' 'round the world, this hip-hop raised me (talk crazy to us)
Got that money, livin' life, this chicken and gravy (my house is crazy)
Had to do it big 'cause a real one made me (thraah)
I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America (I'm America's baby)
And to the Republic for which it stands (I'm America's baby)
One Nation under God (I'm America's baby)
Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all (I'm America's baby)

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa & Sidney Royel Selby III.

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