This is a song about "Dc young fly"

In every bird i see fly

Three j's took me this high

3 cell phones and still i won't call a bitch

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Step back and watch me fly

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

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

It was just another party

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high