[Part I: IShowSpeed Diss Track]
[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]
Now I'm finna-gonna get up on this motherfuckin' crack-head streamer tryna scam his fans
Bitch 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 asshole open for a hundred grand
Damn sellout
You failin' to handle the disses I shell out
Boy tried to mic up with me in his V.C. 'til he started crying and got ran the hell out
Ain't nobody give a fuck about, "Sewey"
GTA stripper, you shakin' yo' booty
Your facetimes with Adin be gettin' mad fruity
Your music is more poorly written than Luffy
Bitch, 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 fuck on Ronaldo but can't even meet him
Can't ever see him, your hopes getting blurry
Barkin' at shit, you a closeted furry
Nappy ass hair, man, them dreads lookin' dirty
Bro lost a damn private jet to a high five
That is the saddest shit I've seen in my life
Swear this bitch think he the wolf off of Twilight
Playin' with Adin's balls, NFL highlights
[Part II: IShowSpeed Diss Track, Part 2]
[Bridge]
Yeah, lil' bitch, now I'm switchin' the beat up
Look like pre-k when yo' fans have a meetup (Yeah)
Get to the blazin', this shit's finna heat up (Yeah)
How yo' name "Speed" but you strugglin' to keep up?
Know what, fuck this shit, Adin Ross, now I'm on yo' head
Still owe me 3K from that talent show, bitch
[Part III: Adin Ross Diss Track]
[Verse]
I am not done with you
Fuck yo' lil' chat, you ain't gettin no W's
Clout chasin' friends, yeah, that's why they all fuck with you
Shit'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 dick only place that you be on
If Bronny ain't came to yo' motherfuckin' 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' dick like a rabbit, this shit fuckin' tragic
You a little maggot, shut up, bitch
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 fuckin' puppet
Get a shirt and cover up your fuckin' gullet
Yeah, beat him like a beatbox, bitch I need a detox
Adin got the Top G gettin' in his G-spot
Runnin' like some Rebooks, gettin' fucked by Zias
Losin' track of all the rappers that you've tried to beat off
Bitch, bitch, yeah, better get me my 3K
Told him to run that shit back like a relay
Entire comedic appeal is to be gay
Lately yo' vids bombin' harder than D-day
Yo' brain cells be harder to locate than Ceeday
Bitch you is more of a sellout than EA
Yo' sister be playin' with balls, call her, "D Wade"
Damn, she nasty
PACKGOD, motherfucker can't catch me
You rollin' on the dick, Rick Astley
Spit fire but these bitches can't match me
SLOW DOWN (ISHOWSPEED DISS TRACK) was written by PACKGOD & PRODBYJXN.
SLOW DOWN (ISHOWSPEED DISS TRACK) was produced by PRODBYJXN.
PACKGOD released SLOW DOWN (ISHOWSPEED DISS TRACK) on Tue Dec 06 2022.