This is a song about "Fiji dj"

Let the music speak when he's the dj

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

I sit and reminisce

Shaking their ass when dj plays this

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Fuck the d.a is my m.o, i aint dj unk but im walking em out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

That shit must be a dj thing

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

I fucking hate this job

Like dj kool i clear my throat

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

I got three albums tell the dj to spin it and they playin my songs