This is a song about "Lo"

Mira qué bonito lo,

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

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

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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