This is a song about "Hand sanitizer"

You’re on neon lights in my bank

I got the mic up in my hand,

Stackin' plaques, platinum tracks with crack and gats in hand,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Just hustling you understand

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Than blam, it accidentally blasts out from my hand

I'll smack you with either hand

600 benz, house six hundred grand

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Next thing you know things got out of hand

Bullets in ya hand bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Hand to hand in the cold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned