This is a song about "Put yo hands up"

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

Just put yo middle fingers up and show what you can do

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Everybody ,your hands up high,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

Got my hands twinned up i call em siamese

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

And if you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!