Detroit L-O - Lobster Pizza

〈verse 1〉

My flow, pure cocaina
Cuban cigar smoking, i puff it at la marina
Red caddy coupe, body style pinin farina
Nicknamed catalina, invisible like cena
Tropical island visits, take calls while sipping pina
Colada with no drama, shouldn't have to keep the nina
I swear that ain't yo wife, with another nigga i seen her
Silk shirt, clean car goes with my demeanor
Brown skin, light skin bitch like pam and gina
She told me that she gon' be a start, like she taina
Found my own swag, nigga i'm wearing fila
Yo bitch is gonna leave no matter how you treat her
I said yo wife's a hoe, you said don't judge her til you meet her
I did motherfucka, couple weeks ago i seen her
She told me she was single, she told me where to meet her
I felt i couldn't trust her, so you know i kept the heater
As time goes on, she'll give you more reasons to leave her
The only chick that gets better with age is mona lisa
These hoes ain't been nowhere, a trip to windsor might tease her
Called me papa, cuz i bought her ass a lobster pizza
Call me detroit l-o papalis, straight out the metropolis
A million credit visa
Block of cheese, velveeta, champana ariza
Cracking up at cheaters how they living beneath us
L-o gon stack his franklins from detroit like ms. aretha
With a pink cadillac i just purchased, i think i'll keep her
〈interlude〉

Bitch asking for 10 dollars in my dm, talking bout she gon pay me back this friday, bitch please

〈verse 2〉

What? hell naw bitch
Dip into my stack but gets no cat? that's a flaw, bitch
Baby you a rat on top of that, bitch awwww shit
That type of behavior makes a real nigga balls itch
Up the wall is where the bitch took me
How come y'all hoes can ask for money, but we can't demand no pussy
Then got the nerve to block me, hoe just really tries to push me
Turned into a hobo quick as fuck and tried to cook me
She a rat with an attitude
Call that shit a rat-ittude. had to switch the altitude
Barometric pressure meter bussing out the glass
Tryna pull me down off my high, nigga that's yo ass
She say that she can go from nice to mean, real fast
She don't know i grow a pair of devil horns when i laugh
I puff my cigar and give you man that suge knight stare
Indicates he on that bullshit, take it over there
Take a used caddy and handle it with intensive care
Dropped a brand new motor in that bitch, i had some bucks to spare
Got some racks, don't blow it
It's an unfair trade with these hoes, and yea they know it
Journey for this music, i done spent some rack-a-ronies
Made some money back, ring got a rock for jabroni
Meals from the coney, but i'm not a rookie in investing loot
Desktop cost me bout a couple crash bandicoots
And to be honest, that's nada
The cost will have you niggas heels spinning like dada

Angelo Willis aka Detroit L-O is an artist from the west side of Detroit, MI born on May 20th, 1993. He is a member and co-founder of the LiveRAW Gold Bottle Team and the founder of The Raw Life Records. A very strong lyricist from the motor city with his very own unique style and is lyrically original. Majorly driven by underground hip hop, old school hip hop & old soul music, his style is super versatile. From hardcore lyrics to Jazz rap.