This is a song about "Dc young fly"

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Thuggin' till the day i die

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

In every bird i see fly

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

It's like marvel vs d.c

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I be ballin, they wonder why