This is a song about "Lo"

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Mira qué bonito lo,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

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