BlocBoy JB & Tay Keith – M.E.M 2 Jacksonville lyrics

[Verse 6: SpotEmGottem] Kill a ni**a ass if he the opposite She died ’cause she was on opper sh*t Bought a hundred in jewelry, uh, no type, quit to block a b*tch SRT, hit the gas, turn this b*tch, and watch it drip (Ooh) I spot an opp right here (Right here) I spot an opp right here (Right here) [Verse 7: BlocBoy JB] It’s not an opp out here That a ni**a fear Smokin’ dead guys while I’m driving, I can’t even steer I be blinding, all my diamonds hit like a chandelier Reach for one of my chains, I bet I’ll make a ni**a disappear [Verse 8: SpotEmGottem] Belaire and Moët (Moët), she gon’ give me more sex (More sex) She like Casamigos, dick have her bow legged (Dick have her bow legged) Bullets pierce his skin, aim all at his forehead (Ooh) Murder in his adlibs, just listen to what he said (Listen to what he said, listen to what he said, listen to what he said) [Outro: SpotEmGottem] Murder in his adlibs, just listen to what he said Murder in his adlibs, just listen to what he said BlocBoy JB & Tay Keith – M.E.M 2 Jacksonville lyrics lyrics.az BlocBoy JB & Tay Keith M.E.M 2 Jacksonville lyrics Featuring SpotEmGottem, BlocBoy JB & Tay Keith – M.E.M 2 Jacksonville lyrics [Intro: SpotEmGottem] (Tay Keith, fu*k these ni**as up) Ha, ha (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) [Verse 1: BlocBoy JB] We gon’ ride to this Where you ni**as going? You can’t hide from this They call it quits Pillow talk to the b*tch, but we gon’ call a hit Dirty stick Thirty-three can’t miss, ayy, we gon’ knock your sh*t Still remember them days when I was broke without a pot to piss [Verse 2: SpotEmGottem] Just me and my Glock right here Hold on, yeah, I spot an opp right here Ain’t no ni**a I fear He died, his brother died, they out of here Catch up with my car I don’t know why they wanna be opps His set out there got put on Fox That ain’t nothin’ but another body on the Glock [Verse 3: BlocBoy JB] Goran Dragić pocket rocket, b*tch, I got the heat on me I just caught my opp, that new body got a sleep on it I creeped on it Walk down gang, we killed the big homie Five shots left in this Glock, but it got a stick on it [Verse 4: SpotEmGottem] Stop the car, let me hop out, I done hit his big homie ni**a right here sweet, foenem said just put the b*tch on him Paraplegic, bro, he paralyzed and sh*t I’ll bounce out with a fifth Hold on, put him on his dick [Verse 5: BlocBoy JB] I just got the b*tch to put me on a lick She said the ni**a got four hundred K and meet up at ’bout six Put a bump stock on the Glock, but still I’ll never ever switch Who the fu*k told these young ni**as that they out here runnin’ sh*t?