This is a song about "Glass"

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Up until i hit glass

Got my foot on the gas

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

Because i've broken more boys easy as shattering glass,

At it with glass- what matters?

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

And ill shatter you like glass

Fell asleep in first class

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

With shards of ice and glass

You can't be wiping your ass