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

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Drinking thoughts down of drowned novelties creating a shark

Toast, toast to the party!

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Music is money, money isn't music

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Makes for a hell of party

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Going to the beach, hope i don't get bit by a shark

I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live