This is a song about "Hands novin"

Time to really just take matters into my own hands

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Now put dem hands up hands up when i'm brandishing a weapon,

The beatles to nirvana, take the gun outta his hands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

I ended someones life with these two hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Everybody ,your hands up high,

You know i want a piece of that pie

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

You will join, into destiny's hands

You know what i'm saying

My hands wont stop shaking