This is a song about "Hat"

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

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

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Pull his hat off hijack his sled

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see