Beyonce - America Has a Problem Lyrics

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The lyrics of "America Has a Problem" critique the systemic issues in America, from racial inequality to political corruption. Beyoncé calls attention to the societal problems that continue to plague the nation, while also highlighting the resilience of the marginalized. The track emphasizes the need for change and awareness, urging listeners to confront the difficult truths about the state of America today.


Song lyrics

America, America has a problem


Heard you got that D for me

Pray your love is deep for me

I'ma make you go weak for me

Make you wait a whole week for me

I see you watching, fiending

I know you want it, scheming

I know you need it, drug lord

You want it on you? Don't I know

You need love, I need some too

Do you want this like it wants you?


Know that booty gon' do what it want to

Can't hit it one time, multiple

I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me

Now come and get hi-i-i-i-i-igh

Twenty, forty, eighty out the trap, hit it with the rap

Put it on the map, then we right back

Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Tony Montana with the racks

Ivy P on my bag, double G's on my dash

Nigga, I'm bad, I'm bad

Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh


Boy, you can't get no higher than this, no

'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no


Grind (Grind)

Boy, you know I grind (Grind)

When I pull up these jeans, you're mine (When I pull up these jeans, you're mine)

You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)

When I step on the scene, they

Can't wait to back it up

Your ex-dealer dope, but it ain't crack enough

I'm supplying my man, I'm in demand soon as I land

Just know I roll with them goons in case you start acting familiar

This kind of love, big business, whole slab, I kill for


Boy, you can't get no higher than this, no (Higher)

'Cause love don't get no higher than this, no, no (Higher)


Grind (Grind)

Boy, you know I grind (Grind)

When I pull up these jeans, you're mine (When I pull up these jeans, you're mine)

You're mine (You're mine, you're mine)

When I step on the scene, they

Can't wait to back it up

Your ex-dealer dope, but it ain't crack enough

I'm supplying my man, I'm in demand soon as I land

Just know I roll with them goons in case you start acting familiar

This kind of love, big business, whole slab, I kill for


Know that booty gon' do what it want to

Can't hit it one time, multiple

I know you see these rack-rack-racks on me

Now come and get hi-i-i-i-i-igh

Twenty, forty, eighty out the trap, hit it with the rap

Put it on the map, then we right back

Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

Tony Montana with the racks

Double C's on my bag, double G's on my dash

Nigga, I'm bad, I'm bad

Tell me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh

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