[Part I]

[Intro]

Zeeshan

Ah, man

You gotta learn to take jokes better, Deji

Especially with so-called "family"

[Verse 1: Randolph & Jake Paul]

Look, you're right, I been living at the Sidemen House

I took your room, bitch, they kicked you out

'Cause you ain't paying rent, you couldn't find the cash

Let me clear the air and take out the trash

It's over, you lost your pedigree (woof)

I'm more of a man than you'll ever be

I'm digging your grave, this is your cemetery

This shit elementary

You can't take a joke, you need to relax, G

Back in L.A., I was paying for your taxis

You're the poorest rich man that I know

Every time your card comes out, declined, bro

And how you gon' speak on my living arrangements

When you're young, rich and you're famous?

Now Deji, tell me, are you brain dead?

'Cause you still live with your parents

I got loyalty deep in my veins

You got no brains, you got no friends

You got no game, losing your fame

Losing your name, this is your end

You're just a poor man, I can't lie

You're just a Walmart KSI

You went to war with the wrong guy

There is nowhere you can hide

Nothing you've achieved is credible

Too busy taking edibles

Backstage just hours before

That is something I cannot ignore

Real reason you lost the fight

Way too busy getting high

No grit, no heart, no fight

No faith, all bark, no bite

Vikkstar fucking bitches that turned you down

I saw the girls that you brought to the house

Ten minutes with you and they bounce

Soon as they figure out what you're about

So sad, you're a loner

Cam girl, Chubby Stoner

It's just you and your boner

Catfished, no atonement

Remember that girl from Tinder?

You wanted to go and link her

Turned out she was a guy

I warned you, man, no lie

Only get your dick sucked at strip clubs

You're rich but can't get bitches

Made a 10K bet with your bro that you'll fuck

And still came back with no luck (How, Sway?)

And still you lie, man, I swear on my mother

Tried to wingman you all night

But she just preferred your brother

That's the story of your life, right?

That's peak, bet you sleep with a night light

Aww, man, did I reach too deep?

Getting bodied by me

KSI's bitch, I've been let off the leash, yeesh

[Part II]

[Interlude]

Oh, you thought I was done?

Hahaha

[Verse 2]

Let's go

Half-way through, ain't even spoke on your channel

That's sixteen more rounds of automatic ammo

I ain't seen that much red since Jake handled your face

But it's all good, at least you got paid – oh, wait

20%, that's all you got

Could've been 40, but you got dropped

Extorting your brother tryna get half

Didn't get your own way, so ran back to your pa

Gave you a roof, gave you a chef, gave you a coach, gave you the cheques

But you bit the hand that feeds you, you's a joke, you's a mess

Too pussy to fight Weller, he's too scared to fight Gib

So instead, you're settling for that American kid

Alex Wassabi, acting like he's Muhammad Ali

But still thinking that's an easy fight, hardly

Can't compete on the mic, you'll try and get me in the ring

But I'm a fat motherfucker, I ain't fighting anything

Said you're losing subs 'cause you changed your name, nah

It's 'cause you never changed your lane

Doing the same old shit after August 25th

Same old Deji, manchild little bitch

[Outro]

Randolph

Yeah