Lyrics Immortal – 21 Savage
Immortal lyrics
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I feel like the motherfuckin Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherfuckin chimney on my stick
[Verse 1]
Brand new MAK-90 with the drum attached (Drum)
You a shit talker we got drums for that (On God)
Tryna fist fight? Boy you dumb for that (Stupid)
You gon get a bullet in yo lung for that (Stupid)
Draco get to kickin like Liu Kang (21)
F&N on me in the Mulsanne (Straight up straight up)
Glock 19 and a blue flame (Straight up straight up)
I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang (On God)
21 immortal we ll never die (21)
Loyal to my brothers (Yeah) I ll never lie (On God)
Call me bird dog cause I cheat and I m fly (Straight up)
And I love winnin I m upset if it s a tie (On God)
Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor (Yeah)
Let s go blow for blow (Yeah) let s go toe to toe (Straight up)
When it s time to battle they don t never ever show (21)
When it s time to battle I m the first one at the door (21)
At the door with a Draco versuri-lyrics.info
Don t nobody move I don t wanna have to blow
Rappin ass niggas get spin t at they show
That s why I need some help I got a fetish for the smoke
It get fatal in the bottom used to rumble in the den (21)
Hit him with a combo gotta finish him (21)
AK make you frown since you think you wanna grin (Straight up)
Seems like all the models just be fallin in my DMs (Yeah)
Coolant on the TEC it get hot like Scorpion (Hot)
I ll burn his ass lil buster
You thought it was straight I got some chemicals in this magazine
I ll perm his ass (Wonk ass nigga)
Wanna be a gangsta but he misguided (Bitch)
I ll learn his ass (On God nigga)
He went against me and they call 911 (21)
They had to infirm his ass (You gon be next nigga)
“How many talks you done got popped?” Whole bunch
“How many times you ran from the smoke?” Nigga not once
Eastside nigga fuckin all the hoes and I love guns
Ain t no fucking diamonds in my mouth nigga these gold fronts
And we known to handle all the business nigga ASAP
Had her at the slaughterhouse how the fuck you cake that?
Ain t no body shots nigga you know I told him face that
Now he in the ocean heard they hit him in his wave cap
You took your shot and you missed it (21)
I just beat it up and you kissed it
Took the rap game and I milked it
Took the rap beef and I killed it
Neck on froze like sub-zero dawg (Straight up)
He wifed a thot he a hero dawg (Straight up)
All I care about is my dinero dawg (On God)
Only thing I m chasing is dineros dawg (Straight up)
Dread-headed killer like Cyrax (21)
Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax
Nah fuck that only thing scare me is a rat (Snitch)
Slaughter Gang pick your poison dagger or the axe (Straight up)
Stand-up guy they respect my mind (On God)
If you foul out get a TEC my nine (Straight up)
If you ain t a hunnid don t text my line (Lil bitch)
If you know you hatin don t check my life (Snitch)
[Chorus]
You know I m Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain t nothin changed I ll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed the rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head it was boring
Codeine got a nigga snoring
I wonder if she woulda slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef
[Verse 2]
Choppa cut you up like Kitana (Ching ching)
My choppa in the band it s a drummer (Drum roll)
Russell Westbrook I was strikin like the Thunder (Woah woah)
You was somewhere runnin round whinin to your momma (21)
Y all play conservative we gon send a blick (Straight up)
I m the type to catch a TEC foul hit him in his shit (On God)
He think he a made man hit him in the head (Pussy)
Don t you try to run now hit him in the leg (Braa!)
People wanna say the stuff I say but they be scared (Pussy)
Jab turn a lightskin pretty boy red (21)
It s a fatality if you try to handle me (Yeah)
Real top shotta don t you ever try to ramp with me (On God)
Got enough bullets that could kill your whole camp with me (Grra)
I was bad as hell in school they even tried to cancel me (21)
I don t like to talk don t you try to tongue-wrestle me (On God)
And my block good you ll never get the best of me (Straight up)
[Chorus]
You know I m Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain t nothin changed I ll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed the rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head it was boring
Codeine got a nigga snoring
I wonder if she woulda slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco and it corn beefff