Hey, my walk is so cocky, the bouncers don't even stop me Ain't no pat-down, no ID, they know me, that shit I be Bitch, I pack out the lobby, just from fans tryin' to find me I got daughters and mothers, tryin' to fuck with the gunner Two-toe shoot like the Joker, my Harley Quinn wear the choker Let them suicidos in, so much smoke can't photo us I'm out west like the gold rush, 1942 Polar I ain't spent one night sober since I turned 20 years old But I'm on my Jeezy in 2005, Trapidashi 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 Woah, yeah, time, any weed around me, finna get ball No lie, I'm on fire, hard time, anybody need a realization That they fuckin' with the wrong guy? I am the Alpha Omega, K-Pop Sonic on the Sega Problem Chronic on the table, problem the lyrics in the basement Like I'm finna go Super Saiyan, I'm sayin' I ain't have a plan, comin' out the land, hangin' with my man Just to rent a van, just to try and tour Turn some common clothing into couture Steal money from the sewer, look at all that I've endured All them years I couldn't afford, friends that's in the morgue We are not the same, say the fuckin' name I am the gunner I am the gunner I am the gunner I am the gunner Let's do this for real, ayy Supersonic, supersonic, 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 No, I do not want a comment, don't approach me, I am violent Snappin' pictures cause I'm stylin', let me make it very fuckin' clear Who I am, do not start assumin', 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 to pilot Drop the weight off like he on a diet Hangin' off of the balcony up the higher I started with one and I multiplied him Now I got me three women like Frankie Lyman And I got me a double X made in Dallas Bitch, the dynasty never dying Summer rain and sirens, I just fuck the silence I just fuck a lot, I pull the fuckin' stoppers I resort to violence, no resorts and honors You know where to find me I am the gunner I am the gunner I am the gunner I am the gunner