Earthquake

[Intro: KSI] Yo You know you fucked up, bro You know you fucked up You know? Tommy Gun shit [Verse 1: KSI] How much wood can the woodchuck chuck If the woodchuck looked like you? (Bitch) I'mma have fun, when the nigga here done Yeah, the woodchuck would chuck none 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? 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'mma leave you in the dirt like a sesame (Shit) 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 shit that I see in you (Treadmill) All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group (Damn) Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet [Chorus: KSI] 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 [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 shit 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 bitch 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 (Jesus) 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 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 shit every day like SpongeBob? (Yeah) [Bridge: KSI & RiceGum] 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 [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 shit that I see in you (Treadmill) All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group (damn) Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a six feet [Chorus: KSI] 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