He's so to run Nowhere for
Nah sike fuck shit, fuck that shit (yeah, yeah, you alredy bro) Turn up the beat KSI, what the fuck are you talking about (ay, man) C'mon none of fake shit in my diss tracks of that, none 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 rape faces (what?) And now you really think music is the most heat (huh, huh) Oh that's so profound, you changed? That's so the fuck up Leave the studio and some FIFA They torture people with your out in North Korea Got so big and made so stacks (huh, huh) your friends are terrified to let you know that you're (true) Now your are your yes-men, ego's over the max (wow) Shane Dawson, I think this guy's a sociopath, huh I saw you leave the studio with God You don't your own shit so how you gonna diss Quad Had to point the finger like when old typin' But I killed your writer once, now he a ghost writer Ay, I never thought KSI would make me get in the booth But all friends fuckin' with me, way more heavy than 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) Let's take it to the past When you made a vid, and would actually laugh At how you reacted to packs, of how bad you could rap (huh) It's actually sad how you don't know 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 just be sticking to plan A, you more a fan of the B I know it must be hard, you're "my own fans can't stand me" Yeah your is not complex You talk nonsense, mediocre a god complex You're delusional, on drugs, or you the two You're like the black Marina meets FouseyTube, huh How you call me awkward, you a big nerd Make you turn blue in the face like you're Squidward But to be honest bro, I wish I was still a fan Logan Paul, come and film this, I i just killed a man (Bitch)
Bitch, (Bitch) I don't care about no motherfuckin' whip, no (I care) them diamonds on your wrist, no (Fuck them on your wrist) There's more to life this (Yeah, yeah) I got you insecure, turn your whole life into a Had to let you back in my world
Say if Quadeca was this right now he would one hundred disagree with you and think he's better you because of what you put out Yeah and I'ma put stuff out and then I'm going blow him out the fucking
Yeah, you riding waves, can't get outta the Can't buy a good for a dollar I ain't never been the to just follow You like "how much wood a woodchuck chuck" Just shut the fuck up, to stop bro words, but they all feeling hollow Put the mic and pick up the Elgato I used to this guy, back in grade five The Sidemen, ain't even on your side (no, no) Decide man, what's the reason they lie (what's the) Quadeca on playlist more than KSI Yeah, JJ shooting like an AK But he waves being lonely with a rape face Now he change face thinking that he gonna face Hit 'em across the fuckin' 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 gonna talk that way when you're mate (Yeah) I just out what your 'gram was on (Yeah) Not a photo without a on (No) that hidden, you're so scared, why What you hiding more, is it girlfriend or your hairline Look bro, I'm confused The music ain't really gettin' no views When you "I'm done with music" We all wished you were telling the truth You had to go That's so deep and you're so KSI, you're an asshole, and you transformed into a bigger Yeah, no you can't get on my British bitches tryna' they shot, Boston massacre Know I'm too spectacular, I can't find your talent sir I think that back in 2012 just like that calendar Dodge the bullshit a matador tell me the fuck are you rapping for Bitch I do not gotta go to knock you And pop your whole going back and forth I drive, you a passenger They ask could I hop on your or verse I think I would get stabbed by a dagger And die while I'm some Maverick merch
You wanna fight what I mean I fucking Bro that's what I you can't beat me I'm a like unbeatable force And Quadeca's gonna think better than you Yes, of course man don't Get shit out of my face, god