​fake love Lil Shine

[Part l]

[Intro]
(Bi- Bi- Bitch)
(Hahahaha)
(Phoenix)

[Verse]
I'm finna stack this money to the ceiling, I need rubber bands (Bitch)
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 ho
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