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So, you right
Yeah, Gunner

Ayy, ready to die
But I can't, I'm too alive
Should've killed me when they tried
Couldn't see me in the skies
When you camouflaged, eatin' Pad Thai, hahaha
I don't get regular high (nah)
I ain't no regular guy (no)
I think I want the entire planet
You can keep the American Pie (ayy)
And you know I never lie
I kept the same number (uh-huh)
So when you call me (what?)
I pick up to say, "F*ck you" (damn)
And I say it to your face, bitch
You can run and tell it to the clique (clique)
Two nines in the waist (ayy)
My gun and my dick

Watch, I put it in reverse
Put that pussy in a hearse
Watch me murder with a verse
Put these rappers in the dirt
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who the realest of 'em all?
You already know the answer
Top Gun, f*ck 'em all (ayy)

Y'all got ulterior motives (motives)
My interior designer put them cameras all around
So let me find out you creeping, I come and split your shit like Moses
My exterior is frozen
I'm from Cleveland, we the coldest
So it's no coincidence that when you try to take a pic
It's too much ice for you to focus, uh (ayy, ayy)

Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope
It's a fast road (skrrt)
(Girl) she got body, she look like a centerfold
And her ass swole (she got it, she got it, ayy) yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro (ooh)
Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face
I'm a asshole (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope
It's a fast road (skrrt)
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So, you right
Yeah, Gunner

Ayy, ready to die
But I can't, I'm too alive
Should've killed me when they tried
Couldn't see me in the skies
When you camouflaged, eatin' Pad Thai, hahaha
I don't get regular high (nah)
I ain't no regular guy (no)
I think I want the entire planet
You can keep the American Pie (ayy)
And you know I never lie
I kept the same number (uh-huh)
So when you call me (what?)
I pick up to say, "F*ck you" (damn)
And I say it to your face, bitch
You can run and tell it to the clique (clique)
Two nines in the waist (ayy)
My gun and my dick

Watch, I put it in reverse
Put that pussy in a hearse
Watch me murder with a verse
Put these rappers in the dirt
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who the realest of 'em all?
You already know the answer
Top Gun, f*ck 'em all (ayy)

Y'all got ulterior motives (motives)
My interior designer put them cameras all around
So let me find out you creeping, I come and split your shit like Moses
My exterior is frozen
I'm from Cleveland, we the coldest
So it's no coincidence that when you try to take a pic
It's too much ice for you to focus, uh (ayy, ayy)

Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope
It's a fast road (skrrt)
(Girl) she got body, she look like a centerfold
And her ass swole (she got it, she got it, ayy) yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro (ooh)
Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face
I'm a asshole (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope
It's a fast road (skrrt)
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Writer: Brandon Allen, Colson Baker, Earl DeRamus Johnson, Stephen John Basil
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, The Administration MP, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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