Young Dolph - Somethin' Else lyrics

[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)