No one-half and i hate math
Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,
I see'em grillin, i ate it though
Tap the glass lightly then crescendo
Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash
The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass
Shut your face before this vase is glass
Rolling while im blowing this stash
Your always breaking glass
Crawls right down the crack of your ass
Unlike glass, you cant shatter us
Wood chain with a jesus
Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,
Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash
Up until i hit glass
How the fuck you wipe your ass
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