This is a song about "Dc young fly"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Young money, d-town's all star

Dc, wale - nice ball cap

Fly bitch gang we did that

Sometimes i hit my pipe and fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Always fly dont matter the occasion

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

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Keep in mind we were so young

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

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,