Gotta make that cash
And ill shatter you like glass
Does a stripper love to shake that ass
Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,
The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass
Private plane tsa can kiss my ass
Sometimes i feel so worthless
Unlike glass, you cant shatter us
Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate
I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake
Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow
Tap the glass lightly then crescendo
Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
You can't be wiping your ass
Shut your face before this vase is glass
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