This is a song about "Cowboy hat"

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

A green bill on a yellow hat, soon worth three mil how bout that?

Bow down, and give you my hat cause i'm nice like that

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

I tip my hat off to you for that

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

So cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone