This is a song about "Fedora tip"

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Sometimes too dramatic for me to grab it's tip.

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Kiss my body from the tip top

No i'll have that bitch wit some glitter then i'll tip her,

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Fuck your bitch rough, she getting more than just the tip

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Washing dishes as a kid and maybe getting a tip.

We fuckin' it up this summer

She said i should tip her

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo