This is a song about "Firm hand shake"

Knew it, hey i could shake ya i

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

They could never understand

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Shake junt, get buck my friends

Bitches shake their booty

Let me rideuntil i get free

Hand to hand in the cold

Is a space that now you hold

Early adapters agree they all late

It might take a crown to boxlot shake

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

The money i'd make , convay myself im never fake , pen always firm to the paper