Lo Lo Destiny Rogers (Ft. Guapdad 4000 & P-LO)

[Intro: P-LO]
Ayy, yeah

[Verse 1: P-LO]
Where I'm from, rather have an old school than a foreign one
Got a new thing, she a foreign one
One of the last real left, ain't no more of us
Tell me how I graduate and still I'm goin' dumb?
Gas, break, dip, slidin' with a bitch
From the 'burbs, all my homies from the Ridge
Gamed up, swear, I coulda been a pimp
Dippin' in the low-low, you already know tho, ayy

[Verse 2: Destiny Rogers]
Friday night, just got my check
Bucket feels like it's a Benz
'Bout to swoop up all my friends
In my low-low, low-low
One shotgun, four in the back
Smallest one on someone's lap
Drive-thru window, droppin' stacks
'Til we go broke, go broke
Get your money up (Cash, cash)
In my city, we gon' run it up (209, 209)
Fall back, you need to slow down, stay in your lane
Holler if you hear me, hear me