Ayy, my walk is so cocky the bouncers don't even stop me Ain't no pat down, no ID They know me, that shit obvi Bitch I pack out the lobby just from fans tryna find me I got daughters and mothers tryna fuck with the gunner Two tone suit like the Joker My Harley Quinn wears a choker Let them suicide doors up So much smoke, can't photo us I'm out west like the gold rush, 1942 poured up I ain't spent one night sober since I turned twenty years old But I'm on my Jeezy in 2005 "Trap or Die" shit The everyday 100, this ain't no facade shit This that "Look me in my eyes and don't you fuckin' lie" shit Still don't need no opinions Bitch, most these artists my minions, whoa, yeah Any weed around me finna get burnt No lie, I'm on fire Hogtie anybody need a realization that they fuckin' with the wrong guy I am the Alpha Omega, came from Sonic on a Sega Crumblin' chronic on the table Mumbling lyrics in the basement Like I'm finna go Super Saiyan I'm saying I ain't had a plan coming out the land Hanging with my man, tryna sling a gram Just to rent a van, just to try and tour Turn some common clothing in to couture Steal money from the sewer Look at all that I been doing All them years I couldn't afford, places in the morgue We are not the same, say the fuckin' name I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner Let's do this for real, ay Super sonic, super sonic Psychedelics and some chronic Still remain a trending topic Five movies, let's be honest, what you call it? That's a major motion picture wallet, unh No, I do not want a comment, unh Don't approach me, I am violent, unh Snapping pictures 'cause I'm styling Let me make it very fucking clear who I am Do not start assuming, let me clear confusion I am not a human, they call me a giant I pick up the mic and I start a riot I spit a verse and I change the climate Fuck a dealer, man, I need the pilot Drop the weight off like he on a diet Hanging off of the balcony of the Hyatt I started with one, and I'm multiplying Now I got me three women like Frankie Lymon And I got me a double X made in diamonds Bitch, the dynasty never dying Someone ring the sirens, I just fuck the silence I just sparked the loud up, who the fuck can stop us? I resort to violence, no resorts and islands You know where to find us, ah I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner (the gunner, the gunner) I am the gunner