This is a song about "Lo"

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

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

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

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

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

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

Mira qué bonito lo,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Just like patty kane, i represent b lo

I never use a fork i always spoon her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner