This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

They vaguely decipher my language

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

6 o's pay for my car

Young money, d-town's all star

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Always fly dont matter the occasion

I'm at the uw library from 3 to 3, find me in dc,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

I must go like fly route,

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

On they twitter writing novels, see

It's like marvel vs d.c