This is a song about "Glass"

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

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

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

The truth cuts through his heart feels like glass

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

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

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

But this real, fuck how you feel

Always keep my glass here

You can't be wiping your ass

With shards of ice and glass