This is a song about "Hi youtube"

Hi bitch i'm flyer than where kites sit

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Do you, not youtube

I must go like fly route

Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Your too young for rap,sign in on youtube

First class hoes, we on south beach

Future youtube hits reach

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Say hi to the devil before you try and untie/

I know you're mad, but so what

But instead of getting hi as fuck

I got soul, there's more in store

Big sean-bootie hi the floor