Dolo - Yung Bans

Jay Storm already told you we got the bands in our pants

Bitch, I’m ridin' dolo

Yeah, bitch, I’m ridin' dolo (Bans)

Yeah, ayy

Money so long

Money so long

So long

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Bitch, I’m ridin' dolo, ayy, pull up in a stolo, ayy

Diamonds in my chain different colors like Crayola, ayy

I can’t fuck this bitch if she come in with the odor, ayy

Pull up and you know I got the supercharged motor, ayy

Bitch, it’s Yung Bans, young nigga, I got older

Bitch, I’m juggin' with the pack, bitch, I’m juggin' for the sack

If a nigga pull up on me, then he better have my cash

If a nigga ain’t got my cash, then you know I’m on the gas, yeah

Race track, ayy, moving very fast

Nigga gotta come in first, bitch, I can’t come in last

Bitch, I really do this shit, I can’t be nothin' like my dad

Huh, yeah, that nigga sittin' on his ass (Yeah, yeah)

And bitch I’m dolo

Pull up, geeked up, movin' slow-mo

Pour a four up, then pour four more

Fucked your bitch 'cause she a ho-ho

Ho-ho, hold up, pull up, roll up

Good gas, smoke up, on your poster

Your bitch she wanna fuck me 'cause she know a nigga glowed up

Yeah that nigga- (Yeah, ayy)

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo

Dolo, dolo, dolo, dolo