This is a song about "Smurf hat"

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

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

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

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin