This is a song about "Washing hands"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Holding hands, kissing idols.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

You will join, into destiny's hands

I welcome with my hands,

I'm popping rubber bands

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

I'm with ______ with two blunts in two hands

Washing dishes as a kid and maybe getting a tip.

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Sniffing his dirty washing!

In my drawsring, ring, ring

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Hands so slender, correction she's my