Album Name

Immortal

Artist

21 Savage

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.10.31

Release Agency

Sony Music

Immortal - 21 Savage
21
I feel like the motherfuckin'
Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherfuckin' chimney
on my stick
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 your 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 in the 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
Don't nobody move
I don't wanna have to blow
Rappin' ass niggas get
spinned 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 DM's
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
Mark ass nigga
Wanna be a gangster
but he misguided
Bitch
I'll learn his ass
On God nigga
He went against me
and they called 9-1-1
21
They had to infirm' his ass
You gon' be next nigga
How many tops 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 cape 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
Ugh
Took the rap game and I milked it
Yeah
Took the rap beef and I killed it
Neck all 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
Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew
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 tech' my nine
Straight up
If you ain't a hundred
don't text my line
Lil' bitch
If you know you hatin'
don't check my Live
Snitch
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 would've
slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef
Chopper cut you up like Kitana
Ching-ching
My chopper in the band
it's a drummer
Drumroll
Russell Westbrook
I was strikin' like the Thunder
Woah woah
You was somewhere runnin'
'round whinin' to your mama
21
Y'all play conservative
we gon' send a blitz
Straight up
I'm the type to catch a tech'
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
Rraow
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
Rrah
I was bad as hell in school
they even tried to counsel 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
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 would've slept
with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef