Lyrics:
Can't make up for time I lost in the pen
So chasing this money I get it like creatine
Nigga my pockets on big come yo city they know who we is
Gunners got
yea
Dirty gunner yea
Mama put me under yea
Couldn’t tolerate
I was mobbing with
Them hustlers yea
Getting brain can’t concentrate
I done seen niggas
Watch out late nights niggas plotting on a come up
I've been the stu, my niggas hustle till the sun up
Don't you run up,
Keep a gunner on the side of me
Niggas know when the gunner's ride, hunter's ride
A nigga getting mummified yea
All that beef shit gonna get killed like a fungicide
Put holes in your
running from her past, homie running from a strap
Gunner gunner tryna kill his hunger
Subtle how they pull you under want you in a gutter fore you learn
the mic
Another gunner in the fight
And yeah i'm gunner in the life I think I might've done lost it
Fire in the faucet, might be a flamethrower
You can wear
cold like the winter, to floss in the summer
Plus with street knowledge and I stay with a gunner
OK I'm the gunner make the play like the runner
Re-up
Let me show you how we do Cowboy Shit
406 Packed lips of long cut
Cut up Busch cans
Red solo cups
Stop sign peppered with gunner's buckshot
Whole
don't need a stunt double
I got way too many shooters, why would I have one gunner?
All my drip be staying on point like my name was young Gunna
We came
Throw a fist(What What)
Fuck a bitch(What what)
Moshpit(What what)
Moshpit(What what)
I feel like Jimmi Hendrix(What)
Machine gunner(Machine gunner)
I
Trynna take it jeje like mellow
Life's so sweet, call it jello
Top gunner leno
Man i bleed red, call me elmo
Man i'm so cold like sub zero
I'm trynna score
don't Wanna Start a fight over some gunner's
But all I said Is you a spoilt lil' dickhead
Dickhead
Huh
You know what No You know what Fuck this shit
Fuck
a gunner (Gunner)
Pussy n**** he a runner
I spent a whole lot of days in the dark
Now I see the end of the tunnel
She say Boi I know you wanna smash
Ain't
flight out like a bird can fi di summer
king life chariot nah drive nuh Hummer
Next a England football watch the gunner
Fast car fast cash olympic
your rib cage
Fuck em all
I can deal numbers l'm boss
Gunners l'ma call drummers and the summers l'ma frost
Dumb and Dumber floss
Then l gun the gunners
kill
My gunner aimin' for your scalp
So what's the deal
I done told you I relapse
Tryna refill
I ain't never lie in none of my verses
I can't cry
But
come before you the front runner
You're my ride or die you know I'm your gunner
And baby you're my rock and a stone cold stunner
Know you been through it
house, Black Payne's
Got a white chick, when we link it's sooo strange
I put a head thru da wall, Kool-Aid
I got a gunner, he shoot... Stahl mayne
I got
of Applause
I want a Round of Applause
You can catch me with that Bullshit Imma Be Up In A Dodge
Number one stunner I feel Like a Gunner
And free my big Brother
of light
The gunner's gun
All these ordinary signs
Don't tell me what I already know
I've seen all there is to see
If you're gonna go then go
Don't take it
of light
The gunner's gun
All these ordinary signs
Don't tell me what I already know
I've seen all there is to see
If you're gonna go then go
Don't take it
Pimp shit look at my drip i'm a roadrunner
Baby let me dip in your purse I want your money
Baby I don't drive pick me up i'm a shot gunner
I don't
Fuck out my way
Before the gunner
Start taking limbs
Listen
This Underground Railroad
Singing my ghetto hymns
Fuck out my way
Before the gunner
Start
people they talking on shit they ain't know
And I got me some hittas with gunners they blow
Yeah, like yeah, I aint fuck with these dusty lil hoes
Yeah,
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