WhiteBoyEm Diss Track lyrics

[Intro]
Welcome to the Goofy Ahh Uncle Productions diss track
n*ggas been telling me to do this sh*t for a long ass time
I had to get on f*ckin' WhiteBoyEm
f*ck you, n*gga

[Verse 1]
You ain’t Speed lil n*gga, you slow
IShowSpeed? more like, iShowNoHoes
You couldn’t be yourself, so you had to steal a flow
And your head fat as f*ck, but you already know
You do not wanna play with me, pull up with the semi
Told a n*gga give me, finna pork your b*tch I call her piggy
Don’t play with me, n*ggy, finna smoke you like a f*ckin' ciggy
Pull up with the blicky, and you will not wake up just like Chrissy, finna leave you p*ssing
Like I’m Michael Myers, finna slash your head open just like a tire
Caught your mother on the corner selling coochie, I'ma buy her
Then I’m finna pass her ass around just like a party flyer
Call me naughty plumber, leave the house right after my Peter pipes her
Whip a pickle, then she pop a titty at me, slip her a nickel
(God damn I just got sidetracked as f*ck)

[Verse 2]
Let’s get right back into it
b*tch, are you serious right neow? f*ck you Emerson
Call a n*gga snake, leave him slithering
Only thing you have in common with Speed is, you like kissing men
But, then again that’s just cause you really do not get b*tches
Better lilo, lay low, I’ll give you stitches
Then I’ll steal your b*tches, phone digits
And you look like a frog, ri-ri-ribbit, nah I’m kidding
You better listen, f*ck n*gga, to what I’m dishin’
I do not fight chickens, do I look like Peter Griffin? (Y’all don’t get that bar)
Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached
Justin Bieber lookin' ass n*gga, go and eat a peach
You are not iShowSpeed, n*gga you’re a leech
You look like Darren Watkins if he got bleached
5’2” lookin' ass n*gga you don’t got reach
You look like an uncirc*mcised di*k, that got cheese
I’ll smack you in your motherf*cking head, go cry to papi
Look like a German, W X, Y are you not Z? (Nazi)
[Verse 3]
Ahhhhhhhhh, youuu!
You don’t really deserve the clout, but I had to release this diss just to air you out
And I know you won’t respond 'cause lil' n*gga you’re a clown
Shake Shake, Shake, Shake, shake, wait n*gga-
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait-
Your head shaped like a plate, plate, plate, plate, plate
Finna pull up to your state, like I’m Chief Keef, end it off with a bang, bang

[Outro]
Yeah, I had to make sh*t quick, you know what it is, man
Real trippin' the n*gga from the block, real trap sh*t