This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Can’t you see just how long my run

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Fly bitch gang we did that

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I'm gone stay fly, young k preying every name no nigga never fuckin die.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Drop 3 down and let it fly, oh let it fly, fly high

Baby, you know who you are

Young money, d-town's all star

It's like marvel vs d.c

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free