This is a song about "Hands up"

Got my hands twinned up i call em siamese

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Scissor hands slice it up like spicy subway sandwiches.

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Ive been rollin with my hands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

I got a green bag with them blue strands

B.o.b, got the world in my hands/

Now everybody put your hands up high

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

I'm popping rubber bands

I welcome with my hands,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Ur strength slipping from both hands/