This is a song about "Glass"

Gotta make that cash

Up until i hit glass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

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

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

Following footprints with a magnifying glass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

I dont really shakespeare

Always keep my glass here