Fifteen-Gallon Hat

(exhales)
Damn
Times are gittin' tough
For an ol' cowboy

Ol' Wild West nigga, always slangin'
Always ridin' on my cow, man, I'm never playin'
And you know I got a fifteen gallon hat
And you know that I'm smokin' on the greatest crack
And you know I'm hittin' the bitch in the back
When I come through, I whip her like a cataract
And I can't see shit, bitch please
You better not be lookin' at me

I'ma kill you so quick
Like fungus, bitch
I'ma infest your organs and shit in it
And I'm gonna fuckin' poo in your eyeballs
And I'm gonna look like a motherfuckin' man
In the mall
Shopping for some motherfuckin' clothes
But bitch, everybody motherfuckin' knows

All I gotta do is cop some fuckin' drugs
Smoke 'em all up, and I'm lookin' like a bug
Always in a fuckin' horse
Spinnin' nice inside the horse
I'm inside of the cave
Hush Puppies in my motherfuckin' face

(grunts)
I'm sittin' in a grave...
I mean, my motherfuckin' chair on a porch
I'm sittin' in a motherfuckin' chair on a porch
Sittin' on a...

Sittin' on a motherfuckin' porch, bitch
And I'm lookin' like I got so much (?)
And I'm going fuckin' ham on this shit
At least fifteen miles on this horse, bitch
Horsepower off the top of my dome
And I feel like a cowboy goes home
And he feels so homesick he has to know
Why, when his family is gone, bro

(grunts)
I'm all alone, bro
I got no-one to turn to in the Wild West, bro
Scared, got the biggest hat on the block
I'm just chillin' out at the saloon, y'know
(exhales)
I'm about to go catch some z's
And horses
And cows