Ona 7ev

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, boom, nigga
Right hand broke, so I threw with my—
Right hand broke, so I threw with my left
I was just bro, we on the S—
Lookin' for—
He already dead (Aye, Nxxre)
Like, word to bro
Damn, grrah, grrah, boom, nigga
Lookin' for Nazzy, he already—
Like, flock, flock
We on the—
We on the Sev
Word to bro
We on the Sev

[Chorus: Jay Hound]
I was just posted, we on the Sev (We on the)
Lookin' for Nazzy, he already dead (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Bent through the block, all he seen was a dread (Huh, like)
He tried to spin, peeped him, fled (Peepеd him, fled)
Bet you thesе hollows put him to the— (Put him to the)
Bet you these hollows put him to the test (Like word to bro)
He movin' stally, put him in check (Put him in, like)
Oh he movin' sleepy, put him to rest (Like, put him to rest)
Right hand broke so I threw wit' my— (Like)
Ain't had no V, I was takin' them steps (Like, like)
I'm in the field, I ain't wearin' no vest (Grrah, grrah)
Me and bro 2 deep, we was troopin' through Lex (TTGz do hits)
Lil' baddie, she make it a mess (She make it a mess)
She in the spot tryna pull up her dress (Tryna pull up her, like)
I'm off the drink, think it fuck with my head

[Bridge: Jay Hound]
Grrah, grrah boom
I'm off the d—
Think it fuck with my—
Think it fuck with my head
Word to bro

[Verse 1: NazGPG]
I'm outside, like, who wanna go meet they maker?
Keep a G by my side
He try to push up, I bet you nobody gone save him
Nobody gone save him
Bro, throw like you play for the Raiders
He tryna get low, I'ma chase him
Masked up I was movin' like Jason
If you want me to slide just send me your location
I bet you, I pull up with no hesitation
Bro got some dead opps, they in rotation
Damo the nigga, I'm facin'
I—I start spinnin', by my doley
I gotta move tact 'cause everybody know me
Bro get to flickin', ootin' like he—
Bro get to flickin', ootin' like Ginobli
I'm on the Courts, I'm tryna catch a OG
Word to bro, I be buggin' for Tony

[Verse 2: Jay5ive]
They like, "5ive, you buggin', that's brodie"
Why you keep tryna flick on the crodie?
I bent through blocks with no team by my dollie
I'm off the perc, almost flicked on my rollie
I'm on Eastside, I'm on go with my homies
Since the day I was born, I ain't care 'bout no police
Like, do you wanna see how I bend with this gun?
Ain't no pushin' on 'Dot, is you dumb?
Said it before but they ain't hearin' none
Catch me a opp, put that boy in a trunk
I got the beam on his back if he run
I throw a shot if that bitch with her son
Questions, you cannot ask where I'm from
Lil' bro tryna act like he flockin' for sum
Oh she tryna line me? Red dot on her bun
There's no way she could get me, I back out this drum
He lost his life 'cause he kept tryna play
Nigga, this not GTA
If shots gettin' thrown and every block is spun
That's word to my dead, all the guys a be great
We gone get indicted, we stay at this rate
He jackin' my Jet, shit that nigga a plate
The D's on my ass, brodie step off the brakes
I'ma start throwin' shots if 'Dot say "He ain't gang"
We start flarin', brodie insane
Like, I do the race like my name was Tay-K
If Naz throwin' five, I'm throwin' ten
So niggas better pay attention to Jay
I do a hit then I get on the plane
I feel like Edot, I'm goin' through pain
I know the Hill for that shit wouldn't rain
Dudeylo if you missin', put pole to your brain

[Chorus: Jay Hound]
I was just posted, we on the Sev
Lookin' for Nazzy he already dead
Bent through the block, all he seen was a dread
He tried to spin, peeped him, fled
Bet you these hollows put him to the—
Bet you these hollows put him to the test
He movin' stally, put him in check
Oh he movin' sleepy, put him to rest
Right hand broke so I threw wit' my—
Ain't had no V, I was takin' them steps
I'm in the field, I ain't wearin' no vest
Me and bro 2 deep, we was troopin' through Lex
Lil' baddie, she make it a mess
She in the spot tryna pull up her dress (Aye, Nxxre)
I'm off the drink, think it fuck with my head