This is a song about "Glass"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Up until i hit glass

No one-half and i hate math

I'm hurtin ur feelins and burnin ur ass ur fragile like glass

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

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Shut your face before this vase is glass

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Rolling while im blowing this stash

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

But i let off everything i have