This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Now you can be the shit or the irrelevant fly

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Fly bitch gang we did that

Ha my mojo back

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

That's the window into the sky

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

In every bird i see fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Keep your heads up high

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

She is far bizarre

Young money, d-town's all star