[Verse 1: Futuristic]

Who really wanna catch some fade? (Anybody)

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, where 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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2: Dax]

Ain’t nothing sweet, I got 'em bottled in

Bitch get a job and quit the Instagram modeling

You got all these followers

What they really following?

You naked on the Gram and then you wonder why I'm hollerin'

I'm gazed in amazement

Runnin' through these phases

Writin' down books, but they always skippin' 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 mixture from Beatles to Lauryn Hill

My trunk is full of these gimmicky rappers who poppin' pills

Distortion was really real

Realized that 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 RuneScape

You might think it's all fun and games

Until you run up on a nigga

Get your wig pealed off like a toupee

It's Dax

[Chorus]

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