Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grape Kool-Aid, artist - Futuristic. Album song I Am…, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Grape Kool-Aid |
All these rappers really sweet like lemonade |
From Chick-Fil-A |
Persona gonna put you right in your grave |
Hungry for the fame, that’s gonna turn you back into a slave |
Who really wanna throw the hands? |
They pullin' triggers nowadays, I’m on their Instagram |
Bullets hit the fam, chest sizzling like when you put the bacon in the pan |
I’m killing these niggas, not feeling these niggas |
I rather not spit it, I’m on my singing now |
They’s hating the culture |
A game full of vultures |
I came with my soldiers, ready to bring 'em down |
On the TV, when they see me |
Soon on in a chi-ties, now |
Think it’s easy |
'Till it’s hooded season, pull a beanie down |
Have him screaming, like I seen her with them breezies in the crowd |
Think they dreaming, when I sleep 'em |
Leave 'em while they bleeding out |
Don’t throw shade, ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Fix your face, ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
It’s Dax |
Ain’t nothing sweet, I got them bottled in (Bitch) |
Get a job, and quit the Instagram modeling |
You got all these followers |
What they really following? |
You make it on the gram |
Then, you wondering why I’m hollering |
I’m gazed in amazement |
Running through these phases |
Writing down books, but they always skipping pages |
Is this nigga mainstream? |
Or is he a racist? |
He talks about the blacks more than the triple k’s did |
I’m driving by niggas, they standing still |
My playlist has been a matered from Beatles to Lauryn Hill |
My trunk is full of these gimmicky rappers who poppin' pills |
Distortion was really real |
Realizing their reality is something you shouldn’t feel, so |
Ain’t nothing sweet but this kool-aid |
Come back to reality, we ain’t playing room skate |
You might think it’s all fun and games |
Until you run up on a nigga |
Get your wig pealed off like a tooth pate |
(It's Dax) |
Don’t throw shade, ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Fix your face, ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |
Ain’t nothing sweet but the grape kool-aid |