Jiggz - #NoMoreDrivebys lyrics

[Talking] Aight bro look When we get over there man Don't be rollin' my window down or nothin' man nah I ain't shootin' out the window this time f** that When we get over there Pull over, park n***a I'm gon' hop out And I'm gon' run down on these n***as [Hook] Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a [Verse 1] My money comin' in fast I got yo' b**h comin' faster You think she love you She don't I am the man if you ask her I tell my n***a to park Hop out the whip And I'm blastin' n***as ain't k**ers they know it So why they be talkin' like that for Hit 'em in his ribs He get his dab on Soon as they see me Like there go that dag on Jiggz You might as well get to runnin' now If a n***a run Then I'ma run 'em down R.I.P 'em Yeah I bet they don't want it now All my n***as shooters And everyone about That life Nighttime And we shoot when the sun is out That's right Broad daylight n***as will gun 'em down On site I pull out and get to squeezin' Put 'em in a paper Put 'em on tv Runnin' down on 'em Make it look easy Said we wasn't gonna shoot sh** Then we made 'em believe us .40 cal my obsession These hollow tips make a mess and Three head shots send a message Two guns Shoot 'em with no effort One dead a** n***a Left 'em Nowadays everybody tellin' (???) You want a body well where is the effort? [Hook] Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a [Verse 2] I love my hammer Yea that's my b**h She like it rough Chokin' the handle on the fifth Makin' her bust Bullets flyin' quick They in a rush These n***as is sus And they ain't on none Germs with me Yea they in the cut Bring up my n***as We bringin' guns We shootin' sh** up And y'all shoot ya sh** up Yea You n***as tryna body a bird I catch a body and swerve I get some top from your bird Then she give me the drop Yea that's perfect These n***as is p**y They pretend They tough on the net Not in person You hustlin'? I need a percent I catch me a lick Man that's profit Yea Profit n***a Yea they know my gun go off They call me poppa n***a Y'all don't want no problems with us Big ol' .40 on my hip And I stuff hollows in it They won't see you tomorrow n***a All them pictures with them guns You must be borrowin' 'em 'Cause you ain't never got it on Always runnin', hidin', duckin' Bahhh Got 'em gone All of my n***as a force yea Shootin' sh** like Morv yea Your deuce-deuce don't mean no harm yea .40 cal like a bomb yea Fold a n***a like a omelette Leave 'em stinkin' like a armpit They talk to cops and they be honest When I shoot I don't miss I get up on him [Hook] Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a Run down on 'em Run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a No more drivebys We gon' run down on 'em No more drivebys We just run down n***a