This is a song about "Clapping with one hand"

His crowd ain't excited, they're not clapping.

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

I'll prove it with one hand by beating you to death with a spatula.

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Smack you bitch with the back of my hand,

Guess that these bread fans with less raps got caught with a red hand

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

You’re on neon lights in my bank

With a blunt in there hand,

I'll smack you with either hand

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast