This is a song about "Fly with you"

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Am so fly rite now. you are under the earth.

If you think that you can fly solo

And yall niggas the right flow

But its you that the one so please come back we can fly

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

And that you fly with the flock and that you stick to the grain

You ain't even on my flight list so now you fucking wanna fly bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Couldn't hurt a fly, yet you talk all slang, your rap made up,