7 nations - jaystarretk lyrics
[intro]
(elvis)
[chorus: jaystarretk]
notti boppin’, pokin’ my hips (pokin’ my hips)
smokin’ charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my—)
zay, lu, this sh*t got a kick (this sh*t got a kick)
and i mix it with edot, now a n*gga lit (make a n*gga lit)
call up 5, let’s go spin through the mitch (let’s go spin through the mitch)
if i catch lil’ winter, i’m beatin’ that b*tch (yeah, i’m beatin’ that b*tch)
like she wasn’t just f*ckin’ on 5th to the sev (like what?)
lil’ b*tch should’ve stayed out the mix (should’ve stayed out the mix)
[verse 1: jaystarretk]
and she smoke on the bros, so she shot (so she shot)
b*tches rappin’ what they really not (what they really not)
how the f*ck she talkin’ on the flocks when bro made her hop and kevin beat the box? (likе how?)
dirty b*tch keep talkin’ on the woks ’til a real right balla knock her out hеr socks
still takin’ chains, y’all lil’ b*tches popped (y’all popped)
ain’t n0body believin’ it’s stuck (at all)
i’ma hop out, put the beam to her top (put the beam to her top)
tryna leave a gunna on the pave’ (like what?)
and there ain’t n0body on the 8 (grrah, grrah)
[verse 2: gomd)
big etk come get the movement
got a gun, they know i just boom sh*t (grrt, bow)
put the beam to my head call me edot (edotty, edotty)
f*ck all the rap capping they know i’m doing my g bop (g bop, g bop)
he ha (what the f*ck?)
grahh, grahh
[chorus: jaystarretk]
notti boppin’, pokin’ my hips (pokin’ my hips)
smokin’ charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my—)
zay, lu, this sh*t got a kick (this sh*t got a kick)
and i mix it with edot, now a n*gga lit (make a n*gga lit)
call up 5, let’s go spin through the mitch (let’s go spin through the mitch)
if i catch lil’ winter, i’m beatin’ that b*tch (yeah, i’m beatin’ that b*tch)
like she wasn’t just f*ckin’ on 5th to the sev (like what?)
lil’ b*tch should’ve stayed out the mix (should’ve stayed out the mix)
[verse 3: jjstarsss]
i get b*tches not like you (not like you)
call up jay, he gon’ to up it and boom (don’t run, don’t trip)
they said white boy can’t rap? (can’t rap?)
but it don’t matter cause i went on a drill and k!lled both your parents! (k!lled em’)
i get money, yes i get paid (get paid)
i make money while i lay (while i lay)
i have real drip not like bay (yus gzz)
i have puffers not like nay (nahh)
juans gon’ tell em’ how we gang (ono)
etk, everythingk (only got opps)
everythingk!llaz, don’t add a k (we already got the k)
f*ck ebk (on god)
f*ck all the opps its big ono (ono, ono)
we ebk k!llaz
mix it the y’s
oyk, ygk, doak
n***a, it’s everythingk
[chorus: jaystarretk]
notti boppin’, pokin’ my hips (pokin’ my hips)
smokin’ charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my—)
zay, lu, this sh*t got a kick (this sh*t got a kick)
and i mix it with edot, now a n*gga lit (make a n*gga lit)
call up 5, let’s go spin through the mitch (let’s go spin through the mitch)
if i catch lil’ winter, i’m beatin’ that b*tch (yeah, i’m beatin’ that b*tch)
like she wasn’t just f*ckin’ on 5th to the sev (like what?)
lil’ b*tch should’ve stayed out the mix (should’ve stayed out the mix)
[verse 4: tae porter]
off the yellow, my guy movin’ dusty
he could get shot if he yellin’ out, “muddy”
hope the pistol don’t jam when i up, please
have him just runnin’, duckin’, think he lucky (gang*gang)
with some ‘ooters so don’t try to rush me (don’t rush me)
yeah, he talked on my gang, he a dummy (he a dummy)
when we spin through the sev’, it’s a body
yeah, we just aimin’, lookin’ for zanotti (zanotti)
when we catch us a flocka, it’s up (yeah, it’s up)
roscoe my brother, fiendin’ just to up (boom*boom)
“african boy, that’s me”, that’s who? (that’s who)
we gon’ hop out, boomin’ at his crew (boom*boom)
he gon’ bend through my block? boom what? shoot who? (shoot who?)
how the f*ck you went kuu’ with a deuce (how?)
if the flocks don’t know what the oz really do
if the flocks don’t know what the— (gang*gang*gang)
smokin’ on dummy, chic’, matt
lotti got poked and he stuck in a pack (and he stuck in a pack)
smokin’ on ‘lila, beans, benz’ (gang)
rell got packed and he went with his friends (gang, gang*gang)
smokin’ on dub, la, heff
boy got beat with a hookah to death (suck my d*ck)
gang*gang
boy got beat wit’ a hookah to death
[verse 5: srt pala]
ha, that’s funny
these n*ggas know i be makin’ money
big srt, don’t jack with the muddy
if you scream srtk, it gonna get funny
i keep gun, why all these opps being runny?
nah it ain’t even 7 nations, its etk nations, do you get it?
etk, srt, ono no k
[break: munyaetk]
ok, wait, wait, wait
can somebody press play?
i never rapped in my life
alright here we go
[verse 6: munyaetk]
i got a cl!ckity, cl!ckity, cl!ckity cl!ck
they think because i write music, i don’t keep stick
i ride with etk n*ggas all day
so you know i keep me a, heyyy
free jay, you know that’s my brother
i don’t ride with no other
he opened when we blowed
make him say aa
you know that we etk brah
[chorus: jaystarretk]
notti boppin’, pokin’ my hips (pokin’ my hips)
smokin’ charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my—)
zay, lu, this sh*t got a kick (this sh*t got a kick)
and i mix it with edot, now a n*gga lit (make a n*gga lit)
call up 5, let’s go spin through the mitch (let’s go spin through the mitch)
if i catch lil’ winter, i’m beatin’ that b*tch (yeah, i’m beatin’ that b*tch)
like she wasn’t just f*ckin’ on 5th to the sev (like what?)
lil’ b*tch should’ve stayed out the mix (should’ve stayed out the mix)
[verse 7: jahcxntlackk]
i make money, i got bags
so much money, i could swim in this cash
he was messing with us and he ain’t make it back
he said that i was capper
when he has no cash, he has fake drip
don’t talk to me man
i keep a gun, don’t miss n*gga
if i see you don’t run n*gga
notti boppin’ he got poked n*gga
i got flow and they see that
mabu keep switchin’ side, i don’t like that
but it’s cool, cause jay makin’ a move
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