This is a song about "Shiny onkey"

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

I dont have a problem puttin somethin shiny in ya mouth/

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Can you see past your shiny clothes and feel your mind get dimmer,

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave