Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Immortal, artist - 21 Savage. Date of issue: 30.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Immortal |
| 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 |