Quality Control
On The Edge
[Intro]
(Turn me up, Keyz)

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These n***as scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, n***a, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit

[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Y'all see Moe with me, just know he good, caught him on no murder
All these damn choppers, police can't stop it, they better off callin' the army
N***a, I ain't tied with shit with no murder gang, 'bout the members this shit can get ugly
In Benihana eatin' shrimp [?], where is three for the south, n***a play, get grilled
My lil' bro ain't even in high school, done that four-nick' like he thirty
4way what? Get four to the chin, lurkin' Evelyn, n***a, come outside
You in paperwork or if rumors you ratted, hell nah, you can't shake my hand
I'm smokin' 'za with Kid, we have our beans and guns, yeah, we havin' tons

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These n***as scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, n***a, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit
[Verse 2: Anti Da Menace]
Get your bitch and fold her up like a silly band, I'm the Menace man
A lot of n***as shoot, lot of n***as step, but I don't even do no playin'
Come through with fully, flip the van, these n***as pussy, showin' they hand
He my dog, he crossed me out, but I won't never go turn him in
That's how I'm is, n***a, really stuck in that field, n***a
Brand new contract, I been need that, signed a deal for like six figures (Boom, boom, boom)
I knew she was cheatin', but I was too, she know I'm a demon
I'm small as hell, but I walk 'round with some shit that'll have a grown man screamin', grrah

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Glaow, that's that sound of that stick
How many times you sat backseat and somebody got hit? Never
These n***as scary as a bitch, caught your mans and he ain't shoot
Whenever on my side, no, I ain't lackin', them sticks ain't never far
Feel like I'm livin' on the edge, n***a, murder run through my head
Kill me if I'm opp, don't let me slide 'cause I ain't gon' spare shit
Free my opps out Fulton county, so I can shoot 'em in they shit
Bet them boys die, time they get relief, chopper shit