Lo Lo’s

Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, the Butcher coming, nigga Yeah, you know what I mean? (Summertime Butch) Cocaine shit sexy, ah Straight like that though, yeah You gotta just relax, just relax [Verse 1] And allow yourself to focus your approach And never let 'em bullshit you So bullets like toilet paper, you buy both of 'em in bulk I'm that quintessential hustler, don't get gassed off rap quotes I put glass in the game like that backboard Shaq broke I'm just as hot as Tabasco when poppin' in rap mode Look who traded in that 44 mag for a lab coat I'm in the operation room, how could I hit a plateau When a bird for Griselda the stat quo? In a black truck, the LAX in thе back thinkin', how can I rap woke When I told him sell dopе already, how can I backstroke Street dreams, I guess I'm guilty of the things I told him not to do That bird talkin' to me like a cockatoo, shocked as you I really had to take over a block or two Was so hard in that pot nigga, my watch missin' a rock or two Yup, you know them single carry stones, can't blame my single parent home Nah, 'cause it was nights wasn't a single parent home, damn [Verse 2] Black truck to JFK, Mack truck on the way upstate, K-Lo K She gotta have a ass or a J-Lo face I think I'm in love, my plug daughter got an angel face Angle straight, slicin' through a brick like it's angel cake Ain't no way I seen empires shrinkin', that made they alliance weaken Then the hand that tried to feed 'em got burnt from that fire breathin' I had to slay dragons, I thought I was fightin' demons I just stayed locked in, still rhymin' like I ain't eatin' We used to beef over blocks, now I eat beef off the rock At a steakhouse in Turks, chained out, no shirt, like a boss If I point a finger out, you go first I'm a dog nigga, I cut a whole wall off cold turk As quick as I'm in and out of, I can forget about her Make a call, the next nigga won't get no feelings out her You gotta trust what you see, let your wives be the proof There's three sides to every story, yours, mine's, and the truth