KSI, RiceGum - Earthquake lyrics

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?
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
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
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
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
Brother, you are not ready
Top heavy prick with the
Potbelly, Rob Kelley, woah

You think that the diss at your king is the
Wise thing to do while I'm feeding you?
I'ma keep calling you fat
'cause that's all of
The shit that I see in you
All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga
Was the man in the whole group
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 drew your life? Let's measure it
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
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
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
But you gon' float, that's your girl?
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

You think that the diss at your king is the
Wise thing to do while I'm feeding you?
I'ma keep calling you fat
'cause that's all of
The shit that I see in you
All six side boys hating 'cause this nigga
Was the man in the whole group
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