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Wack Video (MV)




Performed By: Billis
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Magnus Billman




Billis - Wack Lyrics




First off
Who the f*ck is the responsible parent that brought a grown kid to a difficult job?
All I know is that this idiot tries to express unintelligent thoughts.
I can't help but laugh at these primitive tards
A living facade, The whole f*cking image is visually lost
And they base their careers upon lyrical flaws

Wack wack wack

I provide the rap game with a flash of hope
As a little kid I got trapped in flows
Discovered that the lyrical pattern of rap was dope
No wonder sitting in the booth was the path I chose
I'm bad to the bone, nothing can bring back the control
Once I've started writing a menacing track on the phone
Everyone in the business who isn't wack is unknown
It's a f*cking fact I'mma start attacking the foes

If you didn't notice, my spit is potent
I'm driven by lit explosions
So different opponents will witness an odor
From this twin cylindrical motor
Just give me a moment and let me provoke it
My f*cking motive is growing towards killing the shit out of mumbling rappers
A throat and a rope is the code to throw these bitches off of the map
Every release is refilling the tank
If you brain scan these bitches the image is blank
The only thing they seem to be able to think of is slapping a shit ton of ass
You pitiful man, stop littering trash
You would probably suck even more if I did understand
I can sum it all up pretty fast
You're nothing apart from addicted to crack
Pretending you're swimming in cash
Your ignorant fans believe it get rid of the mask

You can't rap, you stand defenseless
If anyone wanna battle me I will demand a sentence
In my f*cking world fans should be formed with a pad and pencil
I really don't understand why this crap is trending
I don't wanna see anymore of these mumble junkies appear under recommended, so let's end it

Oh man, get ready for graphic shit
I think I need to be put inside anger management
And be like ''Hi group, first name is Magnus and
I can't stand any of these wack ass rappers man
When i'm done with em' don't you dare bring bandages
Before 6ix9nes body bag gets zipped
I use a Little Pump to inflate his rack of tits
To emphasize the fact that in the rap game he's a massive bitch!

It's hard to stop the flame once the gas is lit
Lil Yachty will face the same fate as Titanic did
Uzi Verts brain is a bag of chips
People must've been drunk when they packaged it
I also dream of shutting down all of the different Savages

Yeah I will be back pretty soon so get ready you better be
I want some proof that your brains are developing
Make an intelligent track of your own and don't make it so f*cking repetetive
I will be back, i'm feeling so generous
Listen you better remember me
Billis is cooking up stuff for his enemies
I know what's up, not in need of a recipe
I use my brain and a touch of adrenaline
I am competitive f*ck your integrity
I ain't the one who is showing you empathy
Flexing is proof that you lack an identity
I'm from a planet where cash is irrelevant
Sit in a room, I will mention the elephant
Get it together man! Stop with the medicine
You're a beginner and I am a veteran, veteran

These people i'm dissing are strictly driven by hormones
Likely jacking off at home with the door closed
To prevent mom and dad from hearing the whores moan
Yo listen i'm done! The floor is yours
Come diss me back, I got more to go
I really doubt that you got any holes to bone
The main reason you exist is to snort the coke
I can't lie man I hope that you overdose
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First off
Who the f*ck is the responsible parent that brought a grown kid to a difficult job?
All I know is that this idiot tries to express unintelligent thoughts.
I can't help but laugh at these primitive tards
A living facade, The whole f*cking image is visually lost
And they base their careers upon lyrical flaws

Wack wack wack

I provide the rap game with a flash of hope
As a little kid I got trapped in flows
Discovered that the lyrical pattern of rap was dope
No wonder sitting in the booth was the path I chose
I'm bad to the bone, nothing can bring back the control
Once I've started writing a menacing track on the phone
Everyone in the business who isn't wack is unknown
It's a f*cking fact I'mma start attacking the foes

If you didn't notice, my spit is potent
I'm driven by lit explosions
So different opponents will witness an odor
From this twin cylindrical motor
Just give me a moment and let me provoke it
My f*cking motive is growing towards killing the shit out of mumbling rappers
A throat and a rope is the code to throw these bitches off of the map
Every release is refilling the tank
If you brain scan these bitches the image is blank
The only thing they seem to be able to think of is slapping a shit ton of ass
You pitiful man, stop littering trash
You would probably suck even more if I did understand
I can sum it all up pretty fast
You're nothing apart from addicted to crack
Pretending you're swimming in cash
Your ignorant fans believe it get rid of the mask

You can't rap, you stand defenseless
If anyone wanna battle me I will demand a sentence
In my f*cking world fans should be formed with a pad and pencil
I really don't understand why this crap is trending
I don't wanna see anymore of these mumble junkies appear under recommended, so let's end it

Oh man, get ready for graphic shit
I think I need to be put inside anger management
And be like ''Hi group, first name is Magnus and
I can't stand any of these wack ass rappers man
When i'm done with em' don't you dare bring bandages
Before 6ix9nes body bag gets zipped
I use a Little Pump to inflate his rack of tits
To emphasize the fact that in the rap game he's a massive bitch!

It's hard to stop the flame once the gas is lit
Lil Yachty will face the same fate as Titanic did
Uzi Verts brain is a bag of chips
People must've been drunk when they packaged it
I also dream of shutting down all of the different Savages

Yeah I will be back pretty soon so get ready you better be
I want some proof that your brains are developing
Make an intelligent track of your own and don't make it so f*cking repetetive
I will be back, i'm feeling so generous
Listen you better remember me
Billis is cooking up stuff for his enemies
I know what's up, not in need of a recipe
I use my brain and a touch of adrenaline
I am competitive f*ck your integrity
I ain't the one who is showing you empathy
Flexing is proof that you lack an identity
I'm from a planet where cash is irrelevant
Sit in a room, I will mention the elephant
Get it together man! Stop with the medicine
You're a beginner and I am a veteran, veteran

These people i'm dissing are strictly driven by hormones
Likely jacking off at home with the door closed
To prevent mom and dad from hearing the whores moan
Yo listen i'm done! The floor is yours
Come diss me back, I got more to go
I really doubt that you got any holes to bone
The main reason you exist is to snort the coke
I can't lie man I hope that you overdose
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Writer: Magnus Billman
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