This is a song about "Glass"

Shut your face before this vase is glass

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

So much class, double d’s and ass

Up until i hit glass

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

She graduated top of the class