He's so to run Nowhere for
Nah sike fuck that shit, that shit (yeah, yeah, you alredy bro) Turn up the fucking KSI, what the fuck are you about (ay, cmon man) C'mon none of that fake shit in my tracks None of that, of that Antt
Ay JJ, I'm so sorry you're (sorry) so fucked up, your barber is Tay Keith (hahaha) I'm 18 making stages (huh, huh) You were 18 and a virgin in the basement making faces (what?) And now you really think your music is the heat (huh, huh) Oh so profound, you changed? That's so deep Shut the up Leave the studio and record some They torture with your music out in North Korea Got so big and so many stacks (huh, huh) That your are terrified to let you know that you're (true) Now your are your yes-men, ego's over the max (wow) Call Dawson, I think this guy's a sociopath, huh I saw you the studio with Diss God You don't make your own so how you gonna diss Quad Had to the finger like when old folks typin' But I your writer once, now he a ghost ghost writer Ay, I never thought that KSI would make me get in the But all your friends fuckin' with me, way more heavy you I'm telling the I'm small, I'm skinny, I'm white, I got a lisp, I'm And I'm fuckin' better you (Yeah, yeah) take it back to the past When you made a vid, and people would laugh At how you reacted to packs, instead of how bad you rap (huh) It's actually sad how you don't that you are actually bad It's mad, I'm actually really gonna get up to the bands But I'll never understand why you really ban me Yes men actin' a fan But they keep you in a bubble you live in like Sandy I be sticking to plan A, you more a fan of the plan B I know it must be hard, you're "my own fans can't stand me" Yeah music is not complex You nonsense, mediocre with a god complex delusional, on drugs, or you fuse the two You're like the Marina Joyce meets FouseyTube, huh How you gonna call me awkward, you a big Make you turn blue in the face just like Squidward But to be honest bro, I that I was still a fan Logan Paul, and film this, I think i just killed a man (Bitch)
Bitch, (Bitch) I care about no motherfuckin' whip, no (I don't care) Fuck them diamonds on wrist, no (Fuck them on your wrist) There's more to than this (Yeah, yeah) I got you insecure, turn your life into a blur Had to let you right in my world
Say if Quadeca was watching this now he would one hundred disagree with you and think he's better than you because of you put out Yeah and then I'ma put out and then I'm going blow him out the fucking
Yeah, you riding waves, get outta the water Can't buy a song for a dollar I ain't been the type to just follow You like "how much wood could a chuck" Just shut the fuck up, to stop bro Saying words, but they all feeling Put down the mic and up the Elgato I to watch this guy, back in grade five The Sidemen, ain't even on your side (no, no) Decide man, what's the reason would lie (what's the) Quadeca on their playlist more KSI Yeah, JJ shooting shots an AK But he made waves being lonely with a face Now he face thinking that he gonna save face Hit 'em from across the pons, no Lele, Lele This my payday, you a JJ, bro you changed, from the great days And not in a way, in a bad way How you talk that way when you're trash mate (Yeah) I just checked out what 'gram was on (Yeah) Not a photo a bandana on (No) Keep hidden, you're so scared, why What you more, is it your girlfriend or your hairline bro, I'm getting confused The real music ain't really gettin' no When you "I'm done with music" We all that you were telling the truth You had to go so deep and you're so sick KSI, an asshole, and you transformed into a bigger prick Yeah, no you get on my caliber British bitches tryna' shoot they shot, massacre Know I'm too spectacular, I can't find your talent sir I think that ended back in 2012 just that calendar Dodge the like a matador Just me the fuck are you rapping for Bitch I do not go boxing to knock you And pop your head going back and forth I drive, you a passenger They ask could I hop on your or verse I think I would rather get by a dagger And die while I'm some Maverick merch
You wanna Quadeca? That's what I mean I Bro that's I mean you can't beat me I'm a fucking like force And Quadeca's gonna think he's than you Yes, of course Please man Get shit out of my face, god