This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Coz if you'll try,you'll feel like fly

No more will we cry

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Always fly dont matter the occasion

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Young money, d-town's all star

I guzzle up at the bar