[Intro]
(Ayy, yo, Bandplay)
Playing with them bands, ha-ha
Play with your bitch, ayy
[Chorus: Key Glock]
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ through my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, I don’t need no fuckin’ help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ else”
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ through my flesh (Runnin’, runnin’)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, I don’t need no fuckin’ help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ elsе”
[Verse 1: Key Glock]
Yep (Yep), somethin’ еlse, I just pulled up in somethin’ else (Skrrt)
I hopped out with a big Glock on my hip, behind my Louis belt (Yeah)
I’m ballin’ on these niggas and my diamonds jumpin’ out the gym
I’m ballin’ on these niggas and my diamonds jumpin’ out the gym
I’m ballin’, I might break the rim, Glizock, yeah, they ain’t nothin’ like him
My main bitch think I’m a pimp ’cause all these hoes be on my dick (Yeah)
These hoes ain’t worth fifty cent (No, these hoes ain’t worth fifty cent, uh-uh, uh-uh)
I just told my nigga that he gotta get rich or die tryin’ (Yeah, yeah)
I’m livin’ life very fast, I blew a bag and got it back (Right back)
I just made a couple hundred racks, I’m trying to double that (Double that)
I just made a couple hundred racks, I’m trying to triple that
Yeah, triple that
I’ve been gettin’ plenty cash
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah, yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ in my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, did that shit without no help (Uh-uh)
Blue diamonds around my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ else”
[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Blue rocks, blue rocks (Blue rocks)
Every three or four months, I go and buy me some new rocks (Yeah)
New spot, new drop (Yeah)
And the neighborhood beating, and that motherfucker too hot
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag and I didn’t break a sweat
Over a bitch, I cannot stress, them hoes be like, “Damn, Dolph, you a mess”
Paper Route the gang, yeah we just crashed the party
These niggas study me like I’m Mister Miyagi (Oh)
I just picked your bitch up in the Ferrari (Skrr)
Smoke a opp on sight like some Biscotti (Yeah)
Spend a stack just on drawers and Versace (Ayy)
I run shit around my way like Qaddhafi (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Have I ever had a foursome with four hoes? Probably (Ha)
At the traphouse doin’ the Shmoney Dance like Bobby (Bobby, Bobby, Shmurda)
I got rich off the box like Roddy (Roddy, Roddy, Roddy Ricch)
She don’t get what she want, she start pouting (Pouting, pouting, pouting)
I like to read but I love counting, run it up
[Chorus: Key Glock]
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ through my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, I don’t need no fuckin’ help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ else”
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ through my flesh (Runnin’, runnin’)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, I don’t need no fuckin’ help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ else”
[Outro: Key Glock & Young Dolph]
The fuck? (The fuck? The fuck? The fuck? The fuck? The fuck? The fuck?)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Buh
I’m livin’ life on the edge, bitch, I’m all about a check (Yeah, yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this shit runnin’ in my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been runnin’ up that bag, did that shit without no help (Uh-uh)
Blue diamonds around my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin’ else” (You somethin’ else, you somethin’ else, you somethin’ else, you somethin’ else, you somethin’ else, you somethin’ else)
