Billionaire (Diss Track)

You're a billionaire and three thousand people care

Oh so much, they put for auction your black pubic hairs

You dare to test me but that was a damn mistake

All my type beats do better than your fake

Youtube videos, a way to go, oh boy, what a way to go

A fat, white, ugly teen dissin your whole creation, bro.

I can't imagine being the biggest and having zero friends

And you got your songs on IG but we know you payed for them

Why should we care about your stupid little songs

And the diss track you made that wasn't mastered proper

I got your producer helpin me and we're both in the booth

And he just told me how much he dislikes you

And I don't blame him, shame him, hate him, in fact i agree with him

Because you're the whole reason all these continents are bleedin

You have made your mark on the internet

You profile picture is you hangin with a couple skets

But I don't blame you, promise, I won't

If they only look good with a brand new iphone

Its fifty caliber coming in with the stamina

Never hit the brakes never see me on the camera

I can hear the snakes hissing underneath the lamina

Couple of my mates missing I'm about to match it up

Coming up and out from the cave in the valley

Hidden with a Bali yo hes coming up the alley

Ticking off the tally til hes happy and he's ready

Kicking it tight and keeping the mic rocksteady

When I'm on the microphone I just flow

I dont need time alone I explode

These people like styrofoam they just clones

I ain't got space for fake in my zone

Rippin' ya'll apart,

this is my park

If you offered I'd do a verse, for free, I'll play the part

You play the games

We go insane

Especially when we realise your biggest songs are fake

Written Prescriptions and the witness to children

I'm the villain, you're the villain, that's why you get all the recognition

I do this seriously

I'm not in it for jokes and for laughs

I'm tryna support my family with the cash

I'm just tryna secure a bag

But it looks like you've got jetlag

You blocked me on all your socials

You're wondering how I know this

I got people on the inside

You should have already noticed

But then I looked deeper

Wanted to kill like Grim Reaper

You've uploaded almost 40 different songs with only 6 reputation

I beat that in 50 lines, but I know you would hate it

Snapchat dog filter in your profile picture

You look the type of guy to nut to your sister

I know some of my lines may seem obscene

But if they are just know I'm on the coke or lean

And I'm not sorry for the things I say

I saw a black guy join the KKK

Man, you won't respond

There's little information of me you could get on

So I'd highly advise you to take this L

And send all your songs to the deepest parts of hell

 

(Hook)

All your music is so garbage

Yeah, yeah

All your music is so garbage

Yeah, yeah

All your music is so garbage

Yeah, yeah

All your music is so garbage

Yeah, yeah

 

R.I.P dub!