This is a song about "Looking fly"

Who knows what the

Looking like osama,

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

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

'cuz i'm fly. everybody looking when i'm on that suit and tie shit.

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

That got your mother high

I'm craving the feeling to jump and fly

I be ballin, they wonder why

Always fly dont matter the occasion

Hard to move on when you always regret one