This is a song about "Glass"

You feel like kool-aid in a wine glass

And when it come to the cash

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Lady g, willy b in time

The struggle is real

Always keep my glass here

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

Any nigga that step gets cut volcanic glass,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

With shards of ice and glass

Gotta make that cash

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Front and get your lungs broke, shattered like glass