Lo Horsemen - Smoke DZA

Thirstin Howl the III

Polo reeking

My double L’s always been tatted on my heart, it’s evident

I represent the evolution, so evolve or dissolve, it’s what it is right now.

NYM Lo

Hello to all, LO it all

LO the hat, shirt, pants, LO the drawers

LO the socks then LO the boots

It’s horses in the V too, I guess you say we LO’d the coupe

VROOM!

I’m a horseman for real my nigga

I cops out like I made a deal my nigga

Know three things, I am vet and I am fresh

So when you see a nigga draped in all L, know that I am next

You never get that, just sit back

You know when I’m in denim supply, niggas feelin' so alive

Or at the crap table making bets on Black Label

RLX and double RL too, matter of fact

We the RL cartel crew and I’m heavy with the animals, barbell zoo

They don’t call me NYM Lo for nothing

Do you see a nigga stuntin'

Causin' mayhem in my Lauren as I George Kush the button

Yeah, one L, still means nothin' without the other

The double L

Dipped like a mannequin from seven deuce and Madison

Snow beachin heavy classic, items known for matchin' them

My outfits speak so loud that one could interact with 'em

So say I’m dressed to kill, see niggas even clap for them

Clap for what these polo items that I got

It’s no mystery, it’s history, East Brooklyn lick a shot (blaow!)

Rep two Ls, drop jew-els, rep 2 Ls

And shine like the jewels I drop in shirts that’s hot, uh

Graphic prints, US mints, lo silk

Keep it under the tints, picture me rollin'

Pockets probably swolen, plus I’m possibly holdin'

Fuck bronze and silver, dog, my dress code is golden.

What?

Yeah, yeah

Hey yo, the team is official, son

We got some double L athletes

Right, it’s the Horsemen

Ric, Arn, Ole and Tully

Little horse on my skully, all the hood rats love me

Like Lo sweat suits, one time for my nephew

Light a nine gram bomber for my little nigga Delli (rest in peace)

Sip some Riesling, been lowed up since my feet swing

And my p wing like it’s a G thing

Two Ls nigga, we in the house, Rugby, decent amount

Denim bought to you by Rachel and Ralph

Shit we be on it, bullshit don’t wanna speak on it

Smellin' like that green bottle with the three on it

Make bitches wanna get next to you, smokin' on that extraterrestrial

Watch wear, oyster perpetual nigga

Turn the lights out

Polo sport jerseys when it’s nice out

Three series with the transparent top (where'd it go?)

Lo to the socks, what’s the hatin' about?

Got nothin' else to say, OG, take 'em out

Let them hate, Smoke

Everything they hate, they bitches love, know what I mean?

They never knew how to understand why niggas is so fly

Lo Life forever

My Ls is my wings

Like I said before, I ain’t fly no more

I’m skydiving status

Throw me off the plane, that’s how Lo Lifes do

From the eighty eight greats

To the rest in peace to the lates

From now and then

Always, to the end

Cause we are the beginning once again

L for life, L for life

My Ls for life