High Voltage lyrics

[Intro]
DTB on the beat, that's bro

[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I slap a n*gga like I slap a b*tch
Boy, that sh*t is all gone, you got Actavis (Yeah)
You wanna calm it down with all that cappin’ sh*t? (Shh)
Boy, never bought no MAC-11, you ain't never had it (Mm-mm)
Real di*k tease (Uh), her name was yo' b*tch
Patek on my (Huh?), left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo’ sh*t
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall, bust it open
She said pus*y get wet by my voice (Voice)
Got to flex all day, I don't got no choice
Even when I'm at the house I'm paranoid
I don't trust you if you don't f*ck my boy

[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Gotta have guala to talk money (Money)
b*tch, I look fly, Giuseppe's make me walk funny (Yeah)
I done multiply my cash, teacher said I’d be a dummy
I got big face hunneds and little face hunneds
I don’t share blunts when I roll 'em, say something (Say something)
FN is a handheld chop, the K cousin
Damn, that little b*tch sing, I’m finna Drac' somethin'
And my Nina got a di*k on it, a transgender woman
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I slap a n*gga like I slap a b*tch (Hmm)
Boy, that sh*t is all gone, you got Actavis (Hmm)
You wanna calm it down with all that cappin' sh*t? (Hmm)
Boy, never bought no MAC-11, you ain’t never had it (Mm-mm)
Real di*k tease, her name was yo' b*tch
Patek on my left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo' sh*t
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall, bust it open
Real di*k tease, her name was yo' b*tch
Patek on my left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo' sh*t
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall, bust it open (Ha)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Ice on my neck like a snowman
And I'm war-ready like Conan
n*gga, I get bags like doormen (Yeah), this my moment
And your b*tch jack my di*k like it's stolen (Ha)
b*tch, I'm on go sh*t (Yeah), my outfit soakin' (Ha)
b*tch, I run game (Ha) I don't even need a token (Nope)
Rolls Royce Cullinan, ride like the government (Swoop)
Dark tint pop out the window like Brother Man (Bruh-Man)
Yeah, grip on the waist like a slow dance
Ring on my trigger, I don't hold hands (Ha)
Speak on a n*gga and it's mayhem, my b*tch black and Asian (Pop, pop)
And she from the Bay, leave yo' ass in a dead end, b*tch
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I slap a n*gga like I slap a b*tch (Hmm)
Boy, that sh*t is all gone, you got Actavis (Hmm)
You wanna calm it down with all that cappin' sh*t? (Hmm)
Boy, never bought no MAC-11, you ain't never had it
Real di*k tease, her name was yo' b*tch
Patek on my left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo' sh*t
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall, bust it open
Real di*k tease, her name was yo' b*tch
Patek on my left wrist high voltage
Freaky baby, yeah, this is yo' sh*t
Put your hands on the wall so you don't fall, bust it open (Ha)

[Outro: Nef The Pharaoh]
Ratchet, (Yeah, ratchet)
Freak the di*k like you wanna get pregnant
Get ratchet, (Get ratchet)
Freak the di*k like you wanna get pregnant
Get ratchet, (Get ratchet)
Freak the di*k like you wanna get pregnant
Get ratchet, (Get ratchet)
Freak the di*k like you wanna get pregnant