This is a song about "Glitter shoes music shark party"

That'll do anything that i please

Cleanly slicing your neck with shark teeth

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Toast, toast to the party!

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

Let's get, get, get this to the party!

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Not a shark anymore, but i'll make you swim in this shit!

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Zero options to choose

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Music is money, money isn't music