Strain Game (Remix)
A relentless drum & bass × UK rap track at 174 BPM explodes with a pounding, syncopated drum groove, gut-rattling distorted bassline, and percussive FX. Verses feature fierce, rapid UK rap flows over minimal synth stabs and gritty atmospheres. Drops cut to razor-sharp bass and fractured vocal chops; the breakdown strips to filtered drums and risers before launching into a defiant, anthemic hook with hard-edged reese bass and frenetic hi-hats, all delivering undiminished intensity throughout.
Strain Game (Remix)
A relentless drum & bass × UK rap track at 174 BPM explodes with a pounding, syncopated drum groove, gut-rattling distorted bassline, and percussive FX. Verses feature fierce, rapid UK rap flows over minimal synth stabs and gritty atmospheres. Drops cut to razor-sharp bass and fractured vocal chops; the breakdown strips to filtered drums and risers before launching into a defiant, anthemic hook with hard-edged reese bass and frenetic hi-hats, all delivering undiminished intensity throughout.
Lyrics
Intro
Yo, pass that—nah, not that one, yeah, the Zkittlez
Matter fact, line up ten—let’s see who’s the real hitter
Speed test, no stress, lungs blessed, say less
By the time you roll one, I’ve smoked through the next—YES!
Verse 1
Lungs full of Cheetah piss, memory fade
Sour Diesel in my system, jet fuel in my brain
Roll up Gorilla Glue, sticky with the grip
Blue Dream vision, now I’m lost in the mist
Lemon Haze got me bright, eyes wide with delight
Gelato too smooth, feel like takin’ a flight
Mac-1 got me floatin’, I ain’t touchin’ the ground
Purple Punch hit my chest like a heavyweight round
Pre-Chorus
Flavors on flavors, I’m changin’ rotation
Terps in my lungs, every hit a vacation
Menu too long, can’t make no decision
So I just roll up a blend with precision
Chorus
One strain, two strains, mix it up, new game
Cookies, Runtz, Cherry Pie, all flame
Bong rip, dab hit, tryna reach new planes
But I ain’t comin’ down, keep ‘em rollin’ all day!
Verse 2
Hit the Stardawg, feelin’ galactic
White Widow got me stuck, move like molasses
Wedding Cake sweet, but that slap ain’t passive
Gelato 41? Bro, that’s straight madness!
Hit the Jack Herer, think I solved life’s puzzle
London Pound Cake got me deep in a huddle
Platinum Kush had to put me to bed
But I woke up and sparked me some Northern instead
Pre-Chorus
Flavors on flavors, I’m changin’ rotation
Terps in my lungs, every hit a vacation
Menu too long, can’t make no decision
So I just roll up a blend with precision
Chorus
One strain, two strains, mix it up, new game
Cookies, Runtz, Cherry Pie, all flame
Bong rip, dab hit, tryna reach new planes
But I ain’t comin’ down, keep ‘em rollin’ all day!
Outro
Yo, yo, yo—hold up!
I can’t even see straight right now—who passed me the Moonrocks?!
Nah, y’all tryna end me!
Wait, is that a Blunt of Rainbow Sherbet?!
Aight… one more hit. One. More. Hit.