American Dream ft. Tuna & Wilky Lyrics

Wealthi

Momma she raised her a demon, I'm straight out the trailer park made this shit happen

Coupe automatic I drive it the fastest

Tell me the speed, well I'm digital dashin

We spending a lot of money it's apart of our habit

You talkin bout shit you not havin, you need to be focused on stacking

Tripled my salary only addition ain't doing subtraction

Speeding kit all on the new whip I'm gripping the corner I'm driving too stupid I'm booted

How you gon claim you gon do this and that to my nigga u can't even get to no mula

Yea yea

Thousand horses and it sit in my car so you know I be moving

Clutching the gear I be moving and grooving

Driving this bitch like I'm lighting McQueen

Boy I be rocking Balenci and Louie and wearing McQueens

Stuffing my thousands in joggers ain't wearing no jeans (yea, yea)

Stay with a nympho she live in the bay and she wearing Celine

Stuck in the trap I was serving these fiends

Running these racks like everyday you can say I'm living the American Dream

Got a new Glock and came with a beam

And I'm smoking on cookies and pouring up drank

I'm running up thousands give a fuck what you think

Yea (yea)

Stay in a mink mink

She wanna fuck so we link link

I'm in the back and I'm chink chink

Counting up fetty, cutting up slabs like I work in a deli

Feel like Verizon I had 38 phones and they sit in the Telly

Ain't have a kid so I nut on her belly

We used to trap, used to put all the bowls on the scaley

My nigga we was forreally

All of my niggas we stack it up and my niggas we just pop out I know we chanelly

Chanelly that's down to the sole

Chanelly that's down to toe

In love with money I can't ever fold

In love with money I den made it main hoe, and every few hours my niggas we change clothes

Why the drum hanging out, like a key in a door

I'm getting too cold, like the heater broke

This is big body-big body-big body whip and I know that I mean it bro

And I mean it

Get behind the wheel, I'm a demon

Got all kinds of bills, you be needing

I ain't sign no deal, but I'm eating

Off a lot of pills, but I'm speeding

I den got to the destination with the German transportation

(German transportation)

And I wake up everyday, I spend what I want like I'm on a vacation

Big body whip nigga this is a Macon

Had to hit a nigga with the "no no no" nigga we is not adjacent

Putting holes in his mask now we calling him Jason

I'm like "fuck the police nigga bring home the bacon"

Tried to sucker punch me and that nigga ain't make it

I stuffed a whole P, up inside of my mason Margielas

I'm swinging the drac out the sun roof, man it look like propellers

I told that lil bitch if she love me she gone write a letter

I gotta do better, I know that I'm on another level nigga I'm smoking on pressure

If it's not but the money can't fit in my schedule

If you really love me, then make me your header

Championship ring, I don't want a medal and I know that I'm better my nigga we

Let's go