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packgod – ishowspeed diss track كلمات اغاني

[intro: ray charles, packgod]
hit the road jack, and don’cha come back
no more, no more, no more, no more
hit the road jack (come on), and don’cha come back (come on)
no more_
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: packgod]
now i’m finna_gonna get up on this motherf_ckin’ crack_head streamer tryna scam his fans
b_tch call himself “ishowspeed,” stop tryna show us yo’ underpants
boy really got famous for barking at people and doing a fortnite dance
this dude let a crypto scam spread his assh0l_ open for a hundred grand
d_mn sellout
you failin’ to handle the disses i sh_ll out
boy tried to mic up with me in his v.c. ’til he started crying and got ran the h_ll out
ain’t n0body give a f_ck about, “sewey”
gta stripper, you shakin’ yo’ booty
your facetimes with adin be gettin’ mad fruity
your music is more poorly written than luffy
b_tch, why you screamin’? it got yo’ fans creamin’
this man lookin’ like he’s possessed by a demon
you dated a man and could not even keep him
yo’ dad came on stream and then gave you a beatin’
wanna f_ck on ronaldo but can’t ever meet him
can’t ever see him, your hopes getting blurry
barkin’ at sh_t, you a closeted furry
nappy ass hair, man, them dreads lookin’ dirty
bro lost the d_mn private jet to a high five
that is the saddest sh_t i’ve seen in my life
swear this b_tch think he the wolf off of twilight
playin’ with adin’s b_lls, nfl highlights
[bridge: packgod]
lil’ b_tch, now i’m switchin’ the beat up
look like pre_k when yo’ fans have a meetup
get to the blazin’, this sh_t’s finna heat up
how yo’ name “speed” but you strugglin’ to keep up?
know what, f_ck this sh_t, adin ross, now i’m on yo’ head
still owe me 3k from that talent show, b_tch

[verse 2: packgod]
i am not done with you
f_ck yo’ lil’ chat, you ain’t gettin no “w”s
clout chasin’ friends, yeah, that’s why they all f_ck with you
sh_t’s gettin’ old man, we’ve all seen enough of you
all these girls on yo’ stream but not one gettin’ under you
it’s time you get checked, i ain’t talkin’ no elon
andrew tate’s d_ck only place that you be on
if bronny ain’t come to yo’ motherf_ckin’ life we all know that the sidewalk is where you would sleep on
flowin’ semi_automatic, put you in a packet
you a gamblin’ addict, fat, you look asthmatic
hoppin’ d_ck like a rabbit, this sh_t f_ckin’ tragic
you a little maggot, shut up, b_tch
yeah, like, how you 22 but lookin’ 38?
you scam yo’ fans, you makin’ millies off of stake
you sold yo’ soul to be they little f_ckin’ puppet
get a shirt and cover up your f_ckin’ gullet
beat him in a beatbox, b_tch i need a detox
adin got the top g gettin’ in his g_spot
runnin’ like some rebooks, gettin’ f_cked by zias
losin’ track of all the rappers that you’ve tried to beat off
b_tch, b_tch, yeah, better get me my 3k
told him to run that sh_t back like a relay
entire comedic appeal is to be g_y
lately yo’ vids bombin’ harder than d_day
yo’ brain cells be harder to locate than ceeday
b_tch you is more of a sellout than ea
yo’ sister be playin’ with b_lls, call her, “d wade”
d_mn, she nasty
packgod, motherf_cker can’t catch me
you rollin’ on the d_ck, rick astley
spit fire but these b_tches can’t match me

- packgod

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