High Voltage lyrics

by

GAWNE



[Verse 1]
I walk in this b*tch and raps great again
You should prepare for the main event
I make the songs you don’t play your kids
This sh*t is child endangerment
I’m talking Peterson, Adrian
Came for that money like Mayweather
You came for L’s like McGregor
Khabib’s finna put you to sleep in a headlock-
I strangle em’
Losing your head like Pete Davidson did over Ari
I do it all for the Kulture like Cardi, Offset
Already lost it, sorry, kinda like Gerald and Halsey
Gossip a lot about what doesn’t involve me
Xanax withdrawals, are giving me cerebral palsy-
You don't even know, I been a menace to most
f*ck I gotta do to show? Y’all ain’t never seen a goat
All y’all ever seen is ghosts, y’all ain’t ready for the smoke
I get heavy when I’m woke, I get litty off the dough
Made a million out the door, my whole team in this b*tch!
We won’t ever go broke, so we ain’t ever gon’ slow-
Kid is grown now, we gon’ get the home town winning
As I blow competition, through a scope cause I’m hittin’
Like a fifty cal. bullet to the dome when I’m spittin’!
BRRR
[Chorus]
And I be livin’ life like I ain’t livin’ twice
She gon’ spend the night then if I f*ck her right
Lot of people, so many people lost hope
WHOO!
Ride around when I’m outta town in that Rolly-Rolly, that Ghost
I don’t ever think about no negativity
I’m never finna let it grow
I mean apart from…
The fact that you b*tches will always be getting your karma
I’m on the top dog I will never stop until I then done make to stardom

[Verse 2]
Whoa. Whoa
I got retarded flows, because I’ma martian yo
You can’t f*ck with my arsenal
Soon as I get very hyped the laryngitis
Strikes my larynx twice, I’m probably scaring mics
A terrorist, Isis, fear the sight of me at night
CAUSE I SPIT IT HOTTER THAN FAHRENHEIT!
When I dare to fight
Gon’ catch these hands like Jerry Rice till you’re cherry ripe!
On Jerry Springer with a bag of ice
Middle finger to anyone coming at my life, I won’t fall
You probably thought I was GAWNE
You probably thought I was ghost
b*tch, but I’m back, you always wanted to win
You wanted the throne, but you never wanted the smoke!
f*ck around, slaughter da flow
Soon as I pick up my pen I’m sadistic and wicked offend
All you prissy ass b*tches and feminists
Stickin’ up your fingers to picket my sh*t cause it’s lit
I go lickety-split then I kick it into fifth like a pick-up
When I whip off the liquor
Then I sip it up, hiccup, I hitchya
And leave you extinct as the Incas, a sinner
The f*ck is a bishop?, No church in the wild
When I’m burning the diocese
Y’all can just shut the f*ck up and be quiet
Go CALLATE!
Outta my way, who am I to say, if you gon’ die today?
b*tch, I’m the grimmest of reapers
When I’m filling your speakers
MC’s all get killed when I feature
In a fight for Selena like Bieber and Weeknd, they tweakin’
I rather get Mia Khalifa
And give her the ball like its FIFA
Then leaver her with p*nis that’s deep in her
Fevers, gonorrhea, amoebas, a fetus
And everything else I’m unleasin’ with psychokinesis
A psycho when speaking
But on mics I’ma genius
Egregious elitist MC’s I be leavin’ em’ paraplegic
When I begin to sneak in your legion and weaken your defense
I’m wreaking the havoc and leaving you maggots in pieces and tatters
There’s heaven and hell but sh*t, I chose the latter
The demons and heathens I worship the bad, so yo batter up!
Can’t no one f*ck with my stamina-
And I’m the GOAT!
Spit a little bit of wit and b*tches catching feelings quick
Considered illegitimate so bitter as chick
Until I kick a million words a minute in this sh*t
I’m winning in this b*tch
So you can tell my mother f*cking one hit wonder mumble brothers
That I’m coming from the way down under
And I’m on the come up
So they better get to running!
[Bridge]
Better get to running!
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah

[Chorus]
And I be livin’ life like I ain’t livin’ twice
She gon’ spend the night then if I f*ck her right
Lot of people, so many people lost hope
WHOO!
Ride around when I’m outta town in that Rolly-Rolly, that Ghost
I don’t ever think about no negativity
I’m never finna let it grow
I mean apart from…
The fact that you b*tches will always be getting your karma
I’m on the top dog I will never stop until I then done make to stardom
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