Drake Has 24 Hours To Respond

Lyrics

[Intro: Cal Chuchesta] Oh boy, it's Cal, Cal your pal Except I'm not your pal (Nope) This is a diss track, surprise! I'm gonna get ya (Tickle attack) These are the last drums you're gonna hear in your life, listen to 'em good (Dum-dum-dum) This is the last bassline you're gonna hear too, buddy (Whoopee-do) This is a diss to the numero-uno-big-kahuna rapper, Drake Here, there's the keyboards I did this, I did this beat myself Now here come - here come the blood-curdling screams (Here they come) It's my favoritе part of the beat (Mine too) Hеre they are Oh, my God (Yeah) Why - why would you sample that? (I thought it was a cool idea) It's horrifying, oh, my God That's how scared you should be of my diss (True) So here it comes, get ready, buddy [Verse 1: Cal Chuchesta] What's a Drake? Some kind of duck? I heard your music, and man, it sucks You put out a lot of songs, though I'm not sure if I was hearing the best representation of your talents and abilities, mate Just Thank Me Later for the update Honestly, Nevermind, If You're Hearing This, It's Too Late 'Cause I heard there's Scorpions around you You were her loss, but looks like trouble found you Wondering where the Views went? Hit your ceiling, ain't no Room For Improvement They say Nothing's Been The Same You're So Far Gone, headed down a Dark Lane It's my comeback season Roast the Canada goose, I don't need a reason And now, here comes the Pusha T feature (Woah) I got Pusha T (You did?) Here you go (Woah) [Interlude: Text-To-Speech Voice, Cal Chuchesta] I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child (This doesn't sound like Pusha T) I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child (I don't think this is him) Haters will say this is AI (Yeah, I don't think it's him) Haters will say, "That's - that's AI, Cal" (I'm not hatin') It's not (I'm not hatin', it just doesn't sound like him) I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child (What's going on? This doesn't sound like the guy) I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child (That's not his voice at all) I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child (It hasn't even been that many years) I sell cocaine, I sell cocaine, you have child Comin' in for verse two, get ready (Okay) [Verse 2: Cal Chuchesta] So yeah, haters will say that was AI But I gotta keep a eye, a eye on you guys You have twenty-four hours to respond (Uh-oh) I'm Frank Ocean, you're- I'm Frank Ocean, you're Frank Pond Call yourself the 6 God, 'cause you can't count to seven (Nope) That's me, and I ate nines with no pre-tens Man to man, that's - that's one to one, that's eleven It's like back-to-back, haha He's - he's surprised I got Pusha T on the track (I was surprised) And you can't stop me (Nope) You can't stop me, you got dissed (You did) Dissed and dismissed (Certainly) Flip my wrist, yeah