Loose (feat. KSI) - S1mba

Yo You know you fucked up, bro You know you fucked up You know? Tommy Gun shit How much wood can the woodchuck chuck If the woodchuck looked like you? (Bitch) I'ma have fun, when the nigga here done Yeah, the woodchuck would chuck none (damn) Think you're a big man with a shrimp dick, man I'ma click-click-clack (Bang) I'ma tell 'em how I see it The only bitch that I'll bitch slap, turn you into Riff Raff Nigga, 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 fuck 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 shit so take the shit Your contents shit, your Twitch is shit, your 'Gram is shit I find it hella funny needing Cal to help save your shit You really are a pussy (Shit) Tell me, are you clean or bushy? Don't fuck with you or that dumb one Ohio nigga I took aim and I pulled the trigger In the end tell me, who'll be bigger? Hmm, Yeah, yeah not you nigga, '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'ma leave you in the dirt like a sesame (shit) Brother you are not ready Top heavy prick with the pot belly, Rob Kelley, woah 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 shit that I see in you (fuck no) All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group (God damn) Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet Earthquake, earthquake Yeah, see a nigga move then earthquake, earthquake Yeah, see a nigga lose then earthquake, earthquake Game over You ain't ready for business, you on the run, fitness 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 shit Everyone in Sidemen is irrelevant What views did you get before heaven sent KSI to your life, let's measure it That's none and y'all been his bitch ever since How you so fat, but your bank is not? And you're living in the house JJ done bought I'ma wait 'til your weight is lost Gotta live with your boobs like Megan from Drake and Josh All the titles 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 bitches Talk shit, but they soft like Brian Griffin (Ayy) Pullin' up to my house, that's a no-no Come again, you gon' 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 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 shit every day like Spongebob? All these niggas 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, woah 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 shit that I see in you (fuck no) All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group (God damn) Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet Earthquake, earthquake Yeah, see a nigga move then earthquake, earthquake Yeah, see a nigga lose then earthquake, earthquake Game over You ain't ready for business, you on the run, fitnes

D-Diego Go Grizzly Mally Mall Don't, woah I cannot pretend if I don't (If I don't) Yeah, I can tell the fake from the fraud (From the fraud) Yeah, out here checkin' chins for the bank (With the bank) That's why I can't be no friends, with no cap, ayy (With no cap) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap (Yeah) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap With no cap, with no cap Bitch, that's cap (Ayy) Fuck up the city (Fuck it up) My bitch, she bad, and she diddy (She bad) Put the Patek on her arm, she litty (Put the Patek) Ice, ice-cold (Cold), refriger' (Ice) I was on the roll, kilo, tryna get it (Kilo) I would not sell my soul for a billion (No) Drop Mulsanne, got your main-main (Bang) Ridin' through the city, wanna fuck with the gang (Gang) Shawty got stuck with the gang (Gang) Did the Bentayga, we ain't puttin' up range (Skrrt, skrrt) These niggas cap, they lame (Cap) I'ma put the AP on, make it rain (Ice) She bad, she an animal, contain (Grr) Throwin' up the mud in a Fanta drink I don't care if you a dud, I'ma hit you with the flame These hoes upset, Eddie Cane (Cane) These niggas broke, same ol' same (Same) Brush my neck, my wrist, my frame (Ice) Bust your bitch, give the rest to the gang Bust my clip, fuck a vest, I got aim (Grrah) Fuck nigga talkin' on Twitter, say a name (Bop-bop) I'ma pay ten racks, they gon' beat your brain Ridin' in the Benz, Maybach, what's your name? (Maybach) I'ma drip, drip, Gucci down, Gucci Gang (Drip drip, don't, woah) I cannot pretend if I don't (If I don't) Yeah, I can tell the fake from the fraud (From the fraud) Yeah, out here checkin' chins for the bank (With the bank) That's why I can't be no friends, with no cap, ayy (With no cap) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap (Yeah) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap With no cap, with no cap Bitch, that's cap (Ayy) Coolin' a bitch tryna fine me My bread that she cookin' is grimey (Grimey) The product, they sellin' like palettes My party, I glue it like Pritt Stick Pay at the Crystal for surfin' Catch a new wave, nigga fishin' People hissin' Cuttin' their heads in the kitchen Snakey slimes They sell out a mate for dimes Pay 200K for rhymes I get 200K for the views I paid 500K for a cat I got 500K from that river Niggas on different cheddar Fuck around with that blue cheese and that mozzarella (Milly) Edit to show them my blue trees Open the garden with few keys Helen Keller when showing the panic I don't stop winning, I swear I'm an addict Automatic, competition is Bueller Cinematic when I kill it like cooler Aromatic, they know when I'm in it Overtime when I dunk on a cynic Ayy, ayy I cannot pretend if I don't (If I don't) Yeah, I can tell the fake from the fraud (From the fraud) Yeah, out here checkin' chins for the bank (With the bank) That's why I can't be no friends, with no cap, ayy (With no cap) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap (Yeah) With no cap, with no cap (Ayy) With no cap, with no cap With no cap, with no cap Bitch, that's cap (Ayy)