NymLo - Lo Horsemen lyrics

La Musica de Harry Fraud [Intro: Thirstin Howl III] 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 [Verse 1: 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 n***a I cops out like I made a deal my n***a Know three things, I am vet and I am fresh So when you see a n***a draped in all L, know that I am next You never get that, just sit back You know when I'm in denim supply, n***as 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 n***a stuntin' Causin' mayhem in my Lauren as I George Kush the bu*ton [Break: Thirstin Howl III] Yeah, one L, still means nothin' without the other The double L [Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren] Dipped like a mannequin from seven deuce and Madison Snow beachin heavy cla**ic, items known for matchin' them My outfits speak so loud that one could interact with 'em So say I'm dressed to k**, see n***as 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 j**-els,rep 2 Ls And shine like the j**els 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' f** bronze and silver, dog, my dress code is golden. What? [Break: Thirstin Howl III] Yeah, yeah Hey yo, the team is official, son We got some double L athletes [Verse 3: Smoke DZA] 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 n***a 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 n***a, we in the house, Rugby, decent amount Denim bought to you by Rachel and Ralph sh** we be on it, bullsh** don't wanna speak on it Smellin' like that green bottle with the three on it Make b**hes wanna get next to you, smokin' on that extraterrestrial Watch wear, oyster perpetual n***a 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 [Outro: Thirstin Howl III] Let them hate, Smoke Everything they hate, they b**hes love, know what I mean? They never knew how to understand why n***as 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