M.E.M 2 Jacksonville (Explicit)
BlocBoy JB"M.E.M 2 Jacksonville (Explicit)" is a song by BlocBoy JB, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:55 long and contains 38 lines and 423 words.
Lyrics
0:06Ha, ha
0:09(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju got it)
0:11We gon' ride to this, where you niggas goin' you can't hide from this
0:14They call a quits, pillow talk to the bitch but we gon' call a hit
0:17Dirty stick, 33 can't miss, ayy, we gon' knock yo' shit
0:20Still remember them days when I was broke without a pot to piss
0:23This me and my Glock right here, hold em' with I spit a opp right here
0:26Ain't a nigga I fear, he died, his brother died, they outta here
0:29Catch up my car, I don't know why they wanna be opp
0:31His set out there, got put on Fox
0:33Ain't nothin' but anothеr bottom of a Glock, aha
0:35Gordon dragic, pocket rocket, bitch, I get the hеat on me
0:37I just caught my opp, that new got sleep on it
0:40I creeped on it, walk down gang, we killed a big homie
0:43Five shots left in this Glock, but it got a stick on it
0:46Stop, call at me, hop out, I don' hit his big homie
0:49Nigga right here sweet, for Mercedes just put a bitch on me
0:52Paraplegic, bro, he paralyzed as shit
0:56I'll box out with a fifth, pull up, put him on his dick
0:58I just got a bitch to put me on a lick
1:01She said nigga got 400k and meet up about six
1:04Put a bump stock on the Glocc but still I'll never ever switch
1:07Who the fuck told these young niggas that they're out here runnin' shit?
1:10Kill a nigga ass and feel the opposite, she died 'cause she was on opps shit
1:13Bought a hunnid in jewelry, uh, no type, quit the block bitch
1:16S.R.T. hit the gas, turn his bitch and watch it drip
1:19I spread a opp out here (out here)
1:22I spread a opp out here (out here)
1:25It's not a opp here that a nigga fear
1:28Smokin' dead guys while I'm driving, I can't even steer
1:31I be blinded all diamonds hit like a chandelier
1:34Reach for one of my chain, I bet I make a nigga disappear
1:37Belaire and Moet (Moet), she gon' give me mo' sex (mo' sex)
1:37She like Casamigos (what), then have her bow-legged (then have her bow-legged)
1:40Bullets pierce his skin, aim all at his forehead
1:43Murder in his adlibs then listen to what he said (what he said)
1:46Murder in his adlibs then listen to what he said
1:55Murder in his adlibs then listen to what he said
Ha, ha (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju got it) We gon' ride to this, where you niggas goin' you can't hide from this They call a quits, pillow talk to the bitch but we gon' call a hit Dirty stick, 33 can't miss, ayy, we gon' knock yo' shit Still remember them days when I was broke without a pot to piss This me and my Glock right here, hold em' with 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 nothin' but anothеr bottom of a Glock, aha Gordon dragic, pocket rocket, bitch, I get the hеat on me I just caught my opp, that new got sleep on it I creeped on it, walk down gang, we killed a big homie Five shots left in this Glock, but it got a stick on it Stop, call at me, hop out, I don' hit his big homie Nigga right here sweet, for Mercedes just put a bitch on me 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 lick She said nigga got 400k and meet up about six Put a bump stock on the Glocc but still I'll never ever switch Who the fuck told these young niggas that they're out here runnin' shit? Kill a nigga ass and feel the opposite, she died 'cause she was on opps shit Bought a hunnid in jewelry, uh, no type, quit the block bitch S.R.T. 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 opp here that 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) Murder in his adlibs then listen to what he said Murder in his adlibs then listen to what he said
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