All American
If you wanna waste my day
Well you better make it count
Got a pocket full of daisies I ain't scared to push you
Make my day
Make my day
Won't you save some morning shade
For the rain when it's pouring down
Tell me how im supposed make it
When everybody faking
Baby does it ever get boring being so famous
Screaming momma I made it
I can send a few payments
Even though I hate this money
Yeah I'm happy I make it
Smoked out in the pourin rain
When you left it was novacane
Stressed out but I swear its all a game to you
To you
To you
But its not me
I got tired of the nosebleeds
She just pulled up and she dont even know me
White teeth all gold like a trophy
I could cut you off baby you don't own me
Three nights I aint sleep yet
Im tired I just need a reset
All American baby im reject
And my price high
Thats cus I bring checks
Tell me how I'm supposed make it
When everybody faking
Baby does it ever get boring being so famous
Screaming momma I made it
I can send a few payments
Even though I hate this money yeah I'm happy I make it
Smoked out in the pourin rain
When you left it was novacane
Stressed out but I swear its all a game to you
To you
To you
But its not me
If you wanna waste my day
Well you better make it count
Got a pocket full of daisies I ain't scared to push you
Make my day
Make my day
Won't you save some morning shade
For the rain when its pouring down
Well you better make it count
Got a pocket full of daisies I ain't scared to push you
Make my day
Make my day
Won't you save some morning shade
For the rain when it's pouring down
Tell me how im supposed make it
When everybody faking
Baby does it ever get boring being so famous
Screaming momma I made it
I can send a few payments
Even though I hate this money
Yeah I'm happy I make it
Smoked out in the pourin rain
When you left it was novacane
Stressed out but I swear its all a game to you
To you
To you
But its not me
I got tired of the nosebleeds
She just pulled up and she dont even know me
White teeth all gold like a trophy
I could cut you off baby you don't own me
Three nights I aint sleep yet
Im tired I just need a reset
All American baby im reject
And my price high
Thats cus I bring checks
Tell me how I'm supposed make it
When everybody faking
Baby does it ever get boring being so famous
Screaming momma I made it
I can send a few payments
Even though I hate this money yeah I'm happy I make it
Smoked out in the pourin rain
When you left it was novacane
Stressed out but I swear its all a game to you
To you
To you
But its not me
If you wanna waste my day
Well you better make it count
Got a pocket full of daisies I ain't scared to push you
Make my day
Make my day
Won't you save some morning shade
For the rain when its pouring down
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Robinett
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