This is a song about "My hands"

We got money to go get baby

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Hands so slender, correction she's my

Butthemorethatitry to understand just leaves hair in my hands.

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

Hopin' that my niggas see

That's why my hands stay ready

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

My heartbeat, skips beat. my aorta lies in your hands.

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

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

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

My weapons and red hands express i'm psychotic,

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit