Immortal

Ten toes knee deep, deep end fending
Fire flows front seats, eat more dead meat
Ten toes knee deep, deep heat pressin'
Fire guns messin', give more repeat

Drummin' with heart, the beat on the beep from the start
Ego and beast in a star
We ain't shit all from the stars
Occasions I'm feeling like god, full power till he get award
Full power till he earn reward, bloodstains all over the wall
Spraying going down in the ward
Take em out pull out the chord
Take em down locked in the Ford
If there's gats in the trap why you trappin' like that
Like you hidin' in caves like bats in the back
Boys strapped to attack get a Jill for the Jack
That's a trap for the track, I be back after ads
Stacked with the cash, mix nips with the dash
Celebrate with the casts, stay lit with the tasks
Bet when stack with that cash, she jiggy with her ass
Make a brother come fast but this raps Gon last
Let em in they allowed
Boss shit talkin' bout
Newer routes, bigger house
Star shit come on now

Come on now, follow me
Come on now,follow me
Come on now, follow me
Come on now, follow me

They living in the day couped up with the pay
She cuffin' him up cooked, slayed with the cake
It's live in your face gold lives in the base
Let's dig pass the cane pick it up takeaway
Five-Five you can stay we seven, like eight
Vocal preset, keep your shit on delay
Forward this next, get the artist that plays
Vibe or you don't, give a fuck you relate
Play the game give or take, give you funk gimme plate
You a punk you a pain, you can't fuck you need break
You a bluff you a sale, you ain't tough you ain't trained
You not rough you ain't game, you a limit you lame
You a style you a wave, an early ass grave, a lonely lil phase
Lean, you need meals, what do you weigh? less
Bitch, you need the meals bitch, yes

Ten toes knee deep, deep end fendin'
Fire flows front seats, eat more dead meat
Ten toes knee deep, deep heat pressin'
Fire guns messin', give more repeat



Credits
Writer(s): Taahir Khan
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