Young Thug — Ran Down on ’Em

[Intro] Slime It's another one Udigg? Uhh Yeah Jeffery! Hah [Chorus] Fuck nigga playin' 'round, young nigga hopped out and went ran down on 'em Hit right between cars, then I went ran down on 'em Apologies not sorry nigga I'm gon' run down on you Aye, playin' 'round? I ain't playin' 'round, nigga run down on 'em He gon' get hit up, don't let up Fuck around and hit up, don't let up I just put a shark on, land Fuck around and put up, get wet up Hey, hands up, hands up! Nigga don't let up, let up I'm not playin' around I ain't gon' let up, let up [Verse 1] Mama got a house on [?] Gotta get some money for ya dad's sake Pull off in a Lamb, I'm laughing SKRRRRTTTT, 2k We ain't fallin' out 'bout hoes We ain't gotta wear each others clothes Young nigga came out the south Only thing we gotta do the same is go Nigga get beat like Nitti I'ma turn up these bitches New habitat, we living So real, they thought they were [?] Still got a bag [?] Still tryna serve y'all folks Still fuckin' all y'all hoes Y'all ain't gon' do nothin', bro Niggas ain't gon' play crazy We gon' come and shoot, we ain't lazy Ain't gotta prove to you, baby Play, and we comin' like the Navy I think I bumped my head as a baby We ain't never shooting, we spray it And I'm boutta lose these babies Bitch roll, no Mercedes [Chorus] Fuck nigga playin' 'round, young nigga hopped out and went ran down on 'em Hit right between cars, then I went ran down on 'em Apologies not sorry nigga I'm gon' run down on you Aye, playin' 'round? I ain't playin' 'round, nigga run down on 'em He gon' get hit up, don't let up Fuck around and hit up, don't let up I just put a shark on, land Fuck around and put up, get wet up Hey, hands up, hands up! Nigga don't let up, let up I'm not playin' around I ain't gon' let up, let up [Verse 2] Dropped out in 9th Grade, went and got money like nine ways Bitches say they wan' fuck me and suck me for crying sake Hands up, nigga better have his hands up, nigga, like all day Playin' round, get left around, nigga hashtag, needa die today Pay the investigator, beat us a grande Now he back home, gettin' his stand on, he ain't said none, gotta lie, hey Done day, YSL on a [?] Choppa make a lotta sound, hey Pockets full, nigga, pound cake [?] that's my round, hey [?] where ya son? Hey Big house, got slime gates Perfume on a Sunday Beautiful like Sean Kingston Draw down, and they all leavin' Bell ringin' like a busy bee I ain't pressed, so she feelin' me [Chorus] Fuck nigga playin' 'round, young nigga hopped out and went ran down on 'em Hit right between cars, then I went ran down on 'em Apologies not sorry nigga I'm gon' run down on you Aye, playin' 'round? I ain't playin' 'round, nigga run down on 'em He gon' get hit up, don't let up Fuck around and hit up, don't let up I just put a shark on, land Fuck around and put up, get wet up Hey, hands up, hands up! Nigga don't let up, let up I'm not playin' around I ain't gon' let up, let up [Outro] Don't let up Don't let up, don't let up, don't let up Slime Don't let up Jeffery!