This is a song about "Sweaty hands"

We getting money, you can face the facts

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

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

I ain't gotta try, work my hands

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

But five years from now i bet she see

Remove their hands, they got none

I'm a son of gun

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

And panned out, i'm all in love

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

My kick game be making fifa envy