Word son. Word, when I was locked up with this ni**a Drugz son

Word to my mama I had to tell this ni**a something

Like when you get on son, come out

You better put me with the team son

Like word to my mama son, cause I’m a shooter son

Like, I’m the gunman son. Word, son. Like I have them hammers son

Like this what I do son. Like, I let that thing go son. You heard son

Like ni**as don’t play with me son

Like I seen a son in the street, he seen me, he got low son

Cause like, he know I let it blow, you know what I’m saying son? Like I really get into him, I’m a gunman son

I’m a gunman son. Like I just hold them hammers son. Anything you want me to shoot son, just say it son. Ni**a

In jail looking at me like I’m crazy so I’m like son, I murdered once son, like I give it up son. Like every hammer son

I will always fight a hammer son and then lick my hand son

Get the gunpowder off my hand by me licking my hand son. Real hammers son. Gunman son

I’m the gunman son. Don’t cross that gunline son

Like Eddie Furfy and them niggas say son

Don’t cross that gunline son

Don’t cross the gunman son. Murder son