KANT FOCUS* - HYDRA REMIX

[Intro]
Haha (Welcome to Violet)
Yo, niggas got bad taste
My legs ain't never been in no fucking Lanvin's bitch

[Chorus]
I'm off of a Xan', can't focus
They told me "turn off that tune", aye fuck it, I'm floating
The shit I can't stand is knowing
That I got the world in my hands and niggas ain't notice
I gave 'em a chance, it's over
Never again
Racking shit up finna touch me an M
Racking shit up wit my 'bludda', my twin, on my mama we did that boy dirty like flint

[Verse]
Don't wanna hear all that cappin' you do in your music, it's stupid, you booted again?
Don't wanna hear about bitches you can't ever pull, I'ma fuck her then put it on film
Yeah bitch, wait
I'm smoking his mans, I'm blowin' this dank
I swear the shit gas, the 808's bouncing like ass
It's grass for niggas that hate
I gave 'em a pass but fuck it I'm back on they ass
Like emo, I let the shit bang
Aye fuck it, like Sosa I let the shit bang
Go tie you a noose if you really wan' hang
Been great, I'm rocking this Alex McQueen, not Wang
My bitch is a vamp so I iced out her fangs
My side bitch a demon, my main bitch don't like that I'm sneaky
An angel, I swear I'ma change
I keep me a diva, blue hunnids'll keep her from leaving
Regardless the bitch ain't gon' say shit
I'm outta earth I just left the space station
He wanna get up bitch drop the location
(Huh, yeah, yeah, huh)
I'm off of that shit that'll make you look Asian
Ran up my money and fucked my stamina in the process 'cause I ran out of patience
I'm pissing out muddy
Aye fuck it, I'm pissing out money cause buying this drank get expensive
Can't tell you I love you
The bitch want a ring from me, I'd rather go and buy newer Balenci'
I went to the A and I balled out at Lennox
A trip to the A and I'm balling like Trae in a scrimmage
With a cup full of purple but this ain't no grimace
And my niggas they swanging them rackets like tennis
And my nigga I'm stacking shit up to the motherfucking ceiling
I play with these rackies like Tetris
I'm balling I swear to god that my whole life been a movie and all of these niggas is extras
Way that I'm moving on this beat I'm feeling real groovy, no Usher he giving confessions
I like to get lit so I party, she off the Bacardi, but she cannot get in my section
No pressin', aye look at the rollie; a pressie, no hesi' watch how I step back from these peasants
These niggas is peons, They really look at me like Leon, I'm locked in not singing for pussy

[Bridge]
(Yeah, I'm on a, yeah, bitch)
Shit not a cut scene, more like a blood scene
I'm on the front line shit'll get bloody
Was out in the field, fell in love with the blrr
Can't kick it with niggas I'd rather go punt 'em
Can't do all that fakin' I keep this shit blunted
Was out in the field showing niggas I run it
Can't fake shit for nobody, hate me or love me
(Yeah, what, psyke, grr, yeah, what, bitch)

[Chorus]
I'm off of a Xan', can't focus
They told me "turn off that tune", aye fuck it, I'm floating
The shit I can't stand is knowing
That I got the world in my hands and niggas ain't notice
I gave 'em a chance, it's over
Never again
Racking shit up finna touch me an M
Racking shit up wit my 'bludda', my twin, on my mama we did that boy dirty like flint