Last Gunfighter

I’m the last gunfighter alive

Yeah
Make some noise ‘cause I’m off the handle now
Light ‘em up ‘cause I’m about to burn it down
Pull your card to leave you lying toe up
I’m a giver, hey, I’m a giver
Pop, pop goes the “razzi” flash
Coming with the mic drop (whoo), with the straight cash
Holding on to the life of a criminal
Knuckle up it’s about to get physical

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
You can’t hide
From the last gunfighter alive

Aww
Stick ‘em up, bring it on for the beatdown
Going out like a sucker in the first round
Pushin' up like you was straight well hung
Damn son, (hey) you just got your bell rung
Clack, clack is the six gun sound
Fuckin’ with this outlaw (ugh), getting put down
Holding on ‘cause the battle ain't never won
Watch your back ‘cause I always get the job done

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
You can’t hide
From the last gunfighter alive

Alive

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
You can’t hide
From the last gunfighter alive
From the last gunfighter alive
The last gunfighter alive