This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Gotta make that cash

Smash them like some window glass

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

Baby, you got that super bass

Shut your face before this vase is glass

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

I try to tell them i'm one of the

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Got my foot on the gas

Your always breaking glass