This song by shine is a diss on his supposed ex girlfriend. He basically talks about his lifestyle and flames the shit out of some girl towards the end of the song.
[Part l]
[Intro]
(Bi- Bi- Bitch)
(Phoenix)
[Verse]
I'm 'finna stack this money to the ceiling, I need rubber bands
Quick to call it quits, that's why you ain't got no bands
Jig is up, run it up, double cup, big ole' blunt
Model bitch with a big butt, that's my favorite type of stuff
I stay with the cheese, she know I got cheddar
I ain't got no heart, but I got Chrome Hearts on my sweater
They like "How you do it?" yeah, bitch I could be better
She stay giving neck, yeah, I call that bitch a header
There's something you ain't telling me, bitch, like what the fuck I miss
You got passed 'round like a blunt, but that shit was some mids
I can name 5 motherfuckers off the top of my head
You was giving top 'cause you ain't got no friends
Giving that top, but didn't wanna smash, huh, but nobody love that bitch
You was breaking hearts, we all knew you was a goofy bitch
You was getting fucked then would text me on some "I love you" shit
Ducking me for following bitches, but you a hypocrite
Yeah, you was hated at school, I know, that's why all yo' friends some hoes
You had me attached, but you was fucking my bros
Damn, that shit is gross, should've never done the most
'Til I put yo ass on blast, you just got toasted like some toast
Broke boy, look at them toes
Dirty ass edges and you ain't got hoes
Bitch can bake a whole loaf if she cut off all her rolls
Wanna get disrespectful, give a fuck about yo mental
I was finna kill myself 'bout a bitch, I was acting mental
Think I give a fuck 'bout the past, shit is sentimental
If you wanna go to that level, I'll get confidential
Bitch, if you was a car, you would be a rental
You just fucked my brother, but he used you like utensils
Think it's time to go, go, go, dumbass hoe
You fucking yo' ex, he's a human antelope
Jumping on dick, like you playing jump rope
Need to use yo head, you still love using yo throat
Yeah, I just fucked this beat up, huh, I'm the G.O.A.T
[Outro]
(You know I'm the G.O.A.T.)
(She let me get that throat)
(Pistol, what I tote)
(Drank's up on yo toes, yea)
(Why she do the most?)
(Why you do the most?)
(How you do the most?)
(How you do the most?, yea)
[?something about a SRT?]
(Got a hunnid in my wallet)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Woah, woah)
That bitch a hoe, we know, now-
[Part ll]
[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
Whoa, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
(Bitch)
Wanna give you something special
'Give a fuck bout yo' mental
S5, ain't no rental
He didn't know utensil
Having same coincidental
And for me she confidential
Yeah, let me check my schedule
Promise I'll be gentle
[Outro]
(I'ma send you, I'll send you a contact)
(If she wanna fuck, then I'm on that )
(Fucking on you, but I ain't attached)
(Yeah and I don't, [?])
(Moncler on the coat rack)
(Broke ass bitch got no bands)
(Bitch)
(No bands)