This is a song about "Fly out"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

Slaughter every god and fly out on my nimbus

Think your fly? fuck guns i pull out and let the #fly #spray

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

I'm everything that they call nice

They fly, right beside my eyes

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

I told her all about how we been living a lie

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

Dump that bitch in the sly

In every bird i see fly

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

My bars are so fly it's out of this motherfucking planet!