Cal Chuchesta - Drake Has 24 Hours To Respond

{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 (dun-dun-dun)
This is the last bassline you're gonna hear too, buddy (whoop-dee-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 (ah, ah)
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 representations 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 last, 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

{verse 2: cal chuchesta}
Comin' in for verse two, get ready (okay)
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 *laughs*
I'm frank ocean, you're frank pond
Call yourself the 6 god, 'cause you can't count to seven
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 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 (splendid)
Flip my wrist, yeah