This is a song about "Fly money"

Fly bitch gang we did that

Top dropped down, black on black

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

So let the bullets fly......

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

My emotions came out expressly, shes so fly,

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Step back and watch me fly

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

That got your mother high

Coz if you'll try,you'll feel like fly