This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

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

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

I must go like fly route,

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Ain't even tryna hold back

Fly bitch gang we did that

Step back and watch me fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Why? cuz am so fly, so fly. i swear.

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Talkin' thathip-hop shit, don't get shot bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly