Diss God
Earthquake
[Intro: KSI]
Yo
You know you f**ked up, bro
You know you f**ked up
You know?
Tommy Gun sh*t

[Verse 1: KSI]
How much wood can the woodchuck chuck
If the woodchuck looked like you? (B*t*h)
I'mma have fun, when the n***a here done
Yeah, the woodchuck would chuck none
Think you're a big man with a shrimp d**k, man
I'ma click-click-clack (Bang)
I'ma tell 'em how I see it
The only b*t*h that I'll b*t*h slap, turn you into Riff Raff
N***a, I'ma kill 'em with the red blade (YT)
Gotta lift the fat when you get laid
You a waste of time like a blunt blade
Em and your mum need my upgrade
L for days, I'm switching plays
I f**k with FaZe, the no-scope, then I hit and blaze
In the same room that we both know you can't afford
You need my sh*t so take the sh*t
Your contents sh*t, your Twitch is sh*t, your 'Gram is sh*t
I find it hella funny needing Cal to help save your sh*t
You really are a pu**y (Sh*t)
Tell me, are you clean or bushy?
Don't f**k with you or that dumb one Ohio n***a
I took aim and I pulled the trigger
In the end tell me, who'll be bigger?
Yeah, yeah not you n***a, 'cause I'ma eight figure all time pro
Not at the top so you really don't know
Keep playing PUB', only game I see you winning as my enemy
The third degree, the guarantee, nah, you don't wanna battle me
'Cause I'mma leave you in the dirt like a sesame (Sh*t)
Brother, you are not ready
Top heavy prick with the potbelly, Rob Kelley, woah
[Pre-Chorus: KSI]
You think that the diss at your king is the wise thing to do while I'm feeding you? (Views)
I'ma keep calling you fat 'cause that's all of the sh*t that I see in you (Treadmill)
All six side boys hating 'cause this n***a was the man in the whole group (Damn)
N***a in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet

[Chorus: KSI]
Earthquake, earthquake
Yeah, see a n***a move then earthquake, earthquake
Yeah, see a n***a lose then earthquake, earthquake
Game over
You ain't ready for business, you on the run, fitness

[Verse 2: RiceGum & KSI]
Are you fat or are you pregnant?
Like a mix of a dyke and a feminist
Fat rolls on your stomach and your neck and wrists
Cross-eyed Ron Weasley with the breasts and sh*t
Everyone in Sidemen is irrelevant
What views did you get before heaven sent
KSI drew your life? Let's measure it(That's none)
Y'all been his b*t*h ever since
How you-How you so fat, but your bank is not?
And you're living in the house JJ done bought
I'ma wait till your weight is lost
Gotta live with your boobs like Megan from Drake and Josh
All the t**les is aimed for me
Another diss track trend that was made from me
PewDiePie fell off, it's a shame to see
Yeah, his views ain't the same, like he changed beliefs
Yeah, they always hate on me, I don't listen
I'm too busy getting laid, Hawaiian necklace
I don't want to talk about those Ohio b*t*hes
Talk sh*t, but they soft like Brian Griffin (Ayy)
Pullin' up to my house, that's a no-no
Come again, you can get the action like a GoPro
Jake, how you get dropped from your own show?
Try so hard to ride the wave, like a rowboat (Chi)
But you gon' float, that's your girl? (Ugh)
Yeah, you cuffed the wrong one, like a dumb cop
Nick, come out the closet, why you wear that same sh*t every day like SpongeBob? (Yeah)
[Bridge: KSI & RiceGum]
All these n***as thinking they can speak
Still, I'm making more than them a week
These pussies on contract
Don't bother trying or replying with a comeback

[Pre-Chorus: KSI]
You think that the diss at your king is the wise thing to do while I'm feeding you? (Views)
I'ma keep calling you fat 'cause that's all of the sh*t that I see in you (Treadmill)
All six side boys hating 'cause this n***a was the man in the whole group (damn)
N***a in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet

[Chorus: KSI]
Earthquake, earthquake
Yeah, see a n***a move then earthquake, earthquake
Yeah, see a n***a lose then earthquake, earthquake
Game over
You ain't ready for business, you on the run, fitness