[Intro]
(Ayy, yo, Bandplay)
Playing with them bands, ha-ha
Play with your b*tch, ayy
[Chorus: Key Glock]
I'm livin' life on the edge, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' through my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I've been runnin' up that bag, I don't need no fu*kin' help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin' else”
I'm livin' life on the edge, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' through my flesh (Runnin', runnin')
I've been runnin' up that bag, I don't need no fu*kin' 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 ni**as and my diamonds jumpin' out the gym
I'm ballin' on these ni**as 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 b*tch 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 ni**a 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, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah, yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' in my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I've been runnin' up that bag, did that sh*t 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 motherfu*ker too hot
I've been runnin' up that bag and I didn't break a sweat
Over a b*tch, I cannot stress, them hoes be like, “Damn, Dolph, you a mess”
Paper Route the gang, yeah we just crashed the party
These ni**as study me like I'm Mister Miyagi (Oh)
I just picked your b*tch 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 sh*t 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, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' through my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I've been runnin' up that bag, I don't need no fu*kin' help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin' else”
I'm livin' life on the edge, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' through my flesh (Runnin', runnin')
I've been runnin' up that bag, I don't need no fu*kin' help (Uh-uh)
Yellow diamonds on my neck, they like, “Boy, you somethin' else”
[Outro: Key Glock & Young Dolph]
The fu*k? (The fu*k? The fu*k? The fu*k? The fu*k? The fu*k? The fu*k?)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Buh
I'm livin' life on the edge, b*tch, I'm all about a check (Yeah, yeah)
Money, power, and respect, this sh*t runnin' in my flesh (Yeah, yeah)
I've been runnin' up that bag, did that sh*t 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)