This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Westside, bitch i run mine

Always keep my glass here

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

No one-half and i hate math

Your always breaking glass

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Got my foot on the gas

And ill shatter you like glass

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Shades: lv was a little dough

Just put your hand on the glass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass