Kennedy Poppler Diss Track by Kasey Kiser (aka Lil Diesel) Lyrics
You thought you could diss me without a response
Well, you’re wrong
So wrong it’s spelled r-o-n-g
No W
Cause you took the L on this one
Let’s get it poppin’ Poppler
Kennedy Poppler, where do I begin?
Why you gotta read when you say you rappin’?
Your lil’ ditty that was prose
How you gonna match up with a pro
You say that I’m slow, but I’m 19 double 0
And you can’t break twenty, oh, that bee sweet, honey
You only got one flow
Just like Progressive
But you ain’t so
Let’s check the record:
Your rap so foreign, I might have to deport you
But that’s what you want ‘cause you support who?
Donnie, no Glover, that’s who you defend
Stop rapping. Make America Great Again
And I’m the the one who’s crazy
I got flow like the tidal wave, Jay-Z
Out here tryna be Beyoncé
At best you’re Bad Bhabie
On Thursday, I’ll put you in your lane
Like we sprintin’ on the track
Catch up, stop joggin’, gotta sprain?
Nah wait, musta been another asthma attack
Lil Diesel never on E
You a runner girl, after diss track you gon’ flee
After this track you gonna see
Last name Poppler but you can’t be a tree
Yeah, you tried to go to Stanford, represent the Cardinal nation
But you’ll only be in Cali when you’re on vacation
Like the Hunt fire alarms, you ain’t got no smoke
Learn your facts before you rap, ‘cause does this look broke
I don’t care about my height, I could be 4 foot 3
But at the end of this battle you’ll be looking up to me
Well, you’re wrong
So wrong it’s spelled r-o-n-g
No W
Cause you took the L on this one
Let’s get it poppin’ Poppler
Kennedy Poppler, where do I begin?
Why you gotta read when you say you rappin’?
Your lil’ ditty that was prose
How you gonna match up with a pro
You say that I’m slow, but I’m 19 double 0
And you can’t break twenty, oh, that bee sweet, honey
You only got one flow
Just like Progressive
But you ain’t so
Let’s check the record:
Your rap so foreign, I might have to deport you
But that’s what you want ‘cause you support who?
Donnie, no Glover, that’s who you defend
Stop rapping. Make America Great Again
And I’m the the one who’s crazy
I got flow like the tidal wave, Jay-Z
Out here tryna be Beyoncé
At best you’re Bad Bhabie
On Thursday, I’ll put you in your lane
Like we sprintin’ on the track
Catch up, stop joggin’, gotta sprain?
Nah wait, musta been another asthma attack
Lil Diesel never on E
You a runner girl, after diss track you gon’ flee
After this track you gonna see
Last name Poppler but you can’t be a tree
Yeah, you tried to go to Stanford, represent the Cardinal nation
But you’ll only be in Cali when you’re on vacation
Like the Hunt fire alarms, you ain’t got no smoke
Learn your facts before you rap, ‘cause does this look broke
I don’t care about my height, I could be 4 foot 3
But at the end of this battle you’ll be looking up to me