M.E.M 2 Jacksonville Lyrics – BlocBoy JB
(And if the beat live you know Lil Ju got it)
Gone ride to dis
Where u niggas goin you can’t hide
Dey call a quits pillow talk to da bitch
But we gone call hit
Dirty stick 33 can’t miss
Aye we gone knock yo shit
Still remember dem days wen I was broke without a pot to piss
This me and my Glock
Hold em’ wit I spit a opp right here
Ain’t a nigga I fear
He died his brother died they outta here
Catch up my car
I don’t know why they wanna be opp
His set out there
Got put on Fox
Ain’t nuttin’ but another bottom of a Glock
Gordon dragic pocket rocket bitch I get da heat on me
I just caught my opp dat new got sleep on it
I creeped on it
Walk down gang we killed a big homie
5 shots left in dis glocs but it got a stick on it
Stop call at me hop out I done hit his big homie
Nigga right here sweet
Fo Mercedes just put a bitch on
Paraplegic bro he paralyzed as shit
I’ll box out with a fifth
Pull up put him on his dick
I just got a bitch to put me on a licc
She said nigga got 400k and meet up a 6
Put a bump stock on da Glocc but still I’ll never ever switch
Who Df told these young niggas dat Dey out here
Kill a nigga ass and feel it
Opp shes out cuz she was oppa shit
Bought a hunnid in jewelry
No type quit the block bitch
SRT hit the gas turn his bitch and watch it drip
I spread a opp out here (out here)
I spread a opp out here (out here)
It’s not a op here
Dat a nigga fear
Smokin dead guys while I’m driving I can’t even steer
I be blinded all diamonds hit like a chandelier
Reach for one of my chain I bet I make a nigga disappear
Belaire and Moet (Moet)
She gon give me mo sex (mo sex)
She like Casamigos (what)
Then have her bow legged (then have her bow legged)
Bullets pierce his skin
Aim all at his forehead
Murder in his adlibs
Then listen to what he said (what he said)
This is what he said
Listen to what he said
Murder in his adlibs
Then listen to what he said
Murder in his adlibs
Then listen to what he said
