Futuristic - Grape Kool-Aid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[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 make it 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