This is a song about "Hat"

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Watch as i find the bottom of the magic hat, the boldest unknown,

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Diplomat hat jonathan's unhappy aftermath

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

I tip my hat off to you for that

When that money calls i holla back

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Yeah, i told cornish women come at the drop of a hat