American Bully

Solo in this coop with the ceilin' off (Ceilin' off)

Try to trail me home I'll knock your ceilin' off

Dirty money thumin', hunnits keep on peelin off (Yeah)

Falling out of love, I had to go and cut my feelings off (Soldier)

Dulling my emotions I was so consumed (I was)

I use this paper as a bandage for my open wounds

Blancolato got me trippin like a dose of shooms (Light up gang)

I know the nationwide dealers an the local goons

Allegedly my pedigree is what you'll never be

Intelligent like german shepherd breed

Fight till the death of me

American bully, Amiri the hoodie

I'm out in Cali with Berner and he keep flaring up cookies

500 for the lunch, my first car was that (Real life)

Throwing vodka back and thinking where we started at

They talk wild we run down an them they walk it back (Ain't got shit to say)

My bar level got me feelin' like a God in rap

Lil Bro will bend ya corner, get up on ya, blow the heat twice (Boom, boom)

Lift your spirit in the air like a cheap flight (Oh lord)

Life is cheap right, you'll lose it over three dice

C.M.B. life, dirty money copped the clean Nike's, it's Blanco

They say they love me when they see me but I know it's hatred

Resent me for my accolades and the hoes I've dated

I froze the bracelet, they would rather it be golden plated

Living legend in Boston and I'm a goat in Cambridge, know the basics

I stick and move like a prize fighter

I'm just myself, you play a role like Mekhi Phifer

I do this for the single mothers trying to buy diapers

Same old Blanco but the rides nicer

Lit like five lighters, flow fire like butane

Knocking Wu-Tang, in a blue range

Courtside at the garden so much you would think I knew Ainge

Too much trauma in my past I'm numb to new pain

Brown Maserati color poop stain

I'm shitting on 'em, Vicious on 'em

S will blow a bag drop of 50 on 'em

Bust down glisten on 'em

Thotties I ain't trippin' on 'em

Lit from selling trees I went Christmas on 'em

(Said i'm Lit from selling trees I went Christmas on 'em)

Lil bro will bend your corner, get up on ya and blow the heat twice

And lift your spirit in the air like a cheap flight (Wow)

Life is cheap right, you'll lose it over three dice

C.M.B. nights, dirty money copped the clean nikes, It's Blanco