This is a song about "Glass"

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And ill shatter you like glass

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade