This is a song about "Hands"

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

She can make a pimp fall in love

Holding hands, kissing idols.

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

That hands you weed and alcohol

Baby, you know who you are

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Ain't really stand a chance but i'm coming for them hands

My hands wont stop shaking

Why not me the same thing