This is a song about "Catch these hands"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Don't let me catch you dissin'

It ain't where i been

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Flash that arm with that hammer catch

I ain't gotta try, work my hands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

But seemingly believe it though

Catch me riding solo