4 Raws (Remix) Lyrics – EsDeeKid & Timothée Chalamet

EsDeeKid’s “4 Raws (Remix)” just pulled the ultimate plot twist, enlisting Timothée Chalamet for a verse that’s got the internet split between “deepfake genius” and “Hollywood finally gets it”—dropping December 19 via independent heat, it’s the collab that turned Liverpool trap whispers into global scream-fests.

This remix flips EsDeeKid’s gritty original into a hazy victory lap, produced by Wraith9 with JD on the remix duties, interpolating OG Maco’s “U Guessed It” for that chaotic energy punch. It’s UK drill kissed by lean-soaked trap—booming 808s rumbling under warped synths, Chalamet’s breathy flow sliding in like a Dune sandworm over EsDeeKid’s punchy Scouse snarls.

Clocking in at just under two minutes, it’s a fever-dream flex: post-chorus hooks about sword-drawn wars and four-backwoods rituals set the scene, then Chalamet dives in with pint-pouring bravado, name-dropping his billion-dollar girl (Kylie wink?), Oscars glow-ups, and living like Ryan Reynolds in Wrexham. EsDeeKid anchors the chorus with suburban chases and surgeon-sharp bars, all while the outro fades into hazy “okays” that linger like smoke. Thematically, it’s rags-to-supreme swagger—chasing hundreds of millions, dodging plod pursuits, and turning rumor-mill drama into diamond-hard disses—proving success tastes sweetest when it’s rotten with revenge.

Born from those wild TikTok theories that EsDeeKid was Chalamet moonlighting incognito (faceless drops, eerie vocal overlaps), this feature shuts it down with a wink: Chalamet spits about “Marty Supreme,” his upcoming table tennis biopic, blending Hollywood haze with street sermon. No label flex here—just raw YouTube rollout via PURRP’s channel, racking 2.5 million views in days, but cross-platform? Over 115 million, per the X frenzy, with Drake and Yeat reacting like it’s the event of the year. It’s viral alchemy: EsDeeKid’s underground buzz (Liverpool’s next Central Cee?) colliding with Chalamet’s indie-darling aura, turning a bedroom cypher into meme fodder.

EsDeeKid’s at that breakout boil—post his self-titled EP’s quiet storm, he’s stacking SoundCloud plaques and festival teases for ’26—while Chalamet, fresh off Dune: Part Two residuals and that Jenner spotlight, dips into rap like it’s just another script flip. It’s the remix that blurs lines, reminding us the culture’s wide enough for actors to snatch flows without apology.

Dive into the 4 Raws (Remix) lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other EsDeeKid tracks for more of his hazy UK trap flexes.