‎Jealousy* lyrics

by

​kishin


[Intro]
Kilheen, are you mad?

[Verse 1: veezuh]
Hold that jealousy, I can see it right inside your eyes
I been tryna pick which b*tch is better, but I can't decide
And she grippin' on my sweater while I grip up on her thighs
And I'm smokin' up on this gas, got me higher than a kite
I got a bad b*tch, she ain't average, she ain't no catfish (Huh)
And if I'm feelin' bored, you know I might just tap it
That boy tryna get a feature from me, I tell him tap in
He tryna sell me that he got bands, but I know he cappin'

Hold that jealousy, I can see it right inside your eyes
I been tryna pick which b*tch is better, but I can't decide
And she grippin' on my sweatеr while I grip up on her thighs
And I'm smokin' up on this gas, got me highеr than a kite
I got a bad b*tch, she ain't average, she ain't no catfish (Huh)
And if I'm feelin' bored, you know I might just tap it
That boy tryna get a feature from me, I tell him tap in
He tryna sell me that he got bands, but I know he cappin'

[Verse 2: mitsu]
I know he cappin', b*tch, he just a f*ckin' lame (Just a lame)
Vivienne, my pendant, iced up, I Johnny Dang (Aye, aye)
She a good schoolgirl, so she give me good brain
Feel like a professor, how I'm uppin' up a [?] (Aye, aye, aye)
Baby, where you at?
Talkin' all that sh*t, yeah, I'mma handle that
Asian b*tch on me, yeah, you know she got that Hello Kitty cat
Why you f*ckin' mad I'm on your b*tch's Spotify Wrapped?
7K monthly, and yo' b*tch just want the damn facts
Aye, she takin' off her clothes
She beggin' me to f*ck her, let me deep her throat
Aye, aye, Yohji all on my coat
Yeah, you is so broke, shoppin' at Uniqlo
Aye, flight up in an hour, I ain't pack yet
Makin’ a deposit
I'mma spend some money if I motherf*ckin' want it
Hyein Seo, the closet
I'mma spend some money if I motherf*ckin' want it
Want it—
[Verse 3: kishin]
Aye, [?]
We gon' leave that boy up in a coffin (Aye)
Got a bad b*tch, she from Texas, from Austin (Aye)
f*ckin' up some bands, and we do it like it's nothin' (Aye)
Shooting up your block, yeah, we call that "No Russian"
Yellin' out my name, said she like the way it feels (Aye)
VV's on my neck, yeah, you know that sh*t real
If she want it, I'mma cop it, that sh*t ain't no big deal
Said she wanna f*ck tonight, she gon' pop an X pill
Like, aye
Yeah, you want my money, you won't see, like, a day
Said she feel it in her tummy, gotta go, [?]
Pull up to the function in a muh' f*ckin' Range
Crew neck on me, and that sh*t MISBHV
Yeah, you want my money, you won't see, like, a day
Said she feel it in her tummy, gotta go, [?]
Pull up to the function in a muh' f*ckin' Range
Crew neck on me, and that sh*t MISBHV (sh*t MISBHV)
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