[Intro]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse]
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 n***a, I got older
Bitch, I'm juggin' with the pack, bitch, I'm juggin' for the sack
If a n***a pull up on me, then he better have my cash
If a n***a ain't got my cash, then you know I'm on the gas, yeah
Race track, ayy, moving very fast
N***a 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 n***a 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 n***a glowed up
Yeah that n***a- (Yeah, ayy)
[Chorus]
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