Homixide Gang - Hi-VOLTAGE Lyrics

Ready? (perfect)
Hol' on (hol' on), hol' on (hol' on)
Hol' on (hol' on, hol' on)

Tell 'em, "Bring the Fanta" (yeah)
Tell 'em, "Bring the Fanta," we blazin' flames
Stackin' up shit, we don't let up (hol' on)
Hittin' that shit, hold her legs up (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch wanna pull on my chains (put on my chains)
Told her bring all her friends for the gang (come with her gang)
We got the drugs and we smokin' on pain (we smokin' on pain)
Hol' up, hol' up, they on the same thing
Codeine in my cup (codeine in my cup)
Rollin' that Runtz up inside of my blunt (inside of my blunt)
Gettin' so high 'til we can't feel a thing (can't feel a thing)
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
I'm with the fives and we blazin' like flames (what?)
Slime one of us and we slide with a stick (blatt)
Get to the money, we stackin' it up (hol' on)
All of my niggas, we tryna get rich (what?)
Blaze so hot, nigga, five is a flame

Hol' on, hol' on (what?), hol' on (what?), hol' on (what?)
730, knowin' I'm blastin' this blick (blastin' this blick)
Try a nigga shit and get knocked off your feet
Hol' on (what?), hol' on (hol' on), hol' on (what?), hol' on (hol' on)
Hop out that G-S, it's a wide body kit (wide body)
Five percent on the tint, lil' bitch (what?)
Clutchin' my switch when I ride through the 6 (Brrt)
Huh, y'all gettin' shot in this bitch (hol' on)
Huh, y'all gettin' shot in this bitch (hol' on)
Wipe out they whole crew, long live, bitch, huh (hol' on)
Huh, standin' on the block like a Don (what?)
Standin' on the block with my ones (what?)
Came from the bottom, yeah, it's stuck, huh (it's stuck)
F*ck 'em lil' boys, they some marks (what?), huh, huh, yeah
We shoot at the boy like some darts (we shoot at the boy)
Boy had a TEC for the boy, huh, huh (what?)
He a smelly lil' boy, huh (what?)
Get him outta here (it's Homixide, what?)

Tell 'em, "Bring the Fanta" (tell 'em, "Bring the Fanta")
Tell 'em, "Bring the Fanta" (hol' up, hol' up), we blazin' flames
Stackin' up shit, we don't let up (stack up, bih)
Hittin' that shit, hold her legs up (let's go)
Bad lil' bitch wanna pull on my chain (what?)
Told her bring all her friends for the gang (go, come with her gang)
We got the drugs and we smokin' on pain (Homixide)
Hol' up, hol' up, they on the same thing (hol' up)
Codeine in my cup (codeine in my cup)
Rollin' that Runtz up inside of my blunt (inside of my blunt)
Gettin' so high 'til we can't feel a thing (this high)
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
I'm with the fives and we blazin' like flames
Slime one of us and we slide with a stick (slide with a stick)
Get to the money, we stackin' it up (stackin' it up)
All of my niggas, we tryna get rich ('kay)
Blaze so hot, nigga, five is a flame

He a smelly lil' boy, huh
Get him outta here