i feel like the motherfuckin’ grim reaper
the biggest smoke blower
put a motherfuckin’ chimney on my stick
brand new mak90 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
fn on me in the mulsanne straight up straight up
glock 9 in the blue flame straight up straight up
i was strapped when i slid inside your boo thang on god
immortal we’ll never die
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
when it’s time to battle i’m the first one at the door
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
hit him with a combo gotta finish him
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
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
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
dreadheaded killer like cyrax
brought a gun to a fist fight like jax pewpewpewpewpew
nah fuck that only thing scare me is a rat snitch
slaughter gang pick your poison dagger or the axe straight up
standup 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 chingching
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
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
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
i don’t like to talk don’t you try to tonguewrestle 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
Artist: 21 Savage
Year: 2019
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 486