This is a song about "Glass"

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

So much class, double d’s and ass

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Shut your face before this vase is glass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Dash to the door, smash past the oxidized glass

Got my foot on the gas

Up until i hit glass

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate

Always keep my glass here

She told me erything is real