This is a song about "Lo"

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Ur now grind like lo-gic in a sick mind,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo