Jealousy lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff]
Yo, Migo
QC
(Murda)

[Chorus: Takeoff]
So n*ggas wanna hate on me (Huh?)
So n*ggas wanna plot on me
They're jealous, and they envy me (Why?)
Cause I'm really, who they wanna be
I ain't never did a sneak diss
Call my hitman quick to put you on the hit list
I guess they mad cause we young and rich
I guess they mad cause we f*cked their b*tch

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
First off B.I.G. may you rest in peace
Killed my n*gga Pac and Biggie over jealousy
Vegetarian shooter, he gon' kill ‘bout that celery
Hollow tip that sang it for you, here, feel the melody
n*ggas plottin' while I’m on vacation in Beverly
Offset told me press the button like the game of Jeopardy
I’m pressing it, n*ggas wanna hit me for my necklaces
Diamonds VVS, but that juug was never sent for
You either respect or like Nike, we checkin' you
You f*ck n*gga try me, my n*ggas go reckless
Never will you catch me naked, young Mel Gibson, keep lethal weapons
Stomping a f*ck n*gga out, with thousand dollar Giuseppe's
Boss sh*t, only boss n*ggas, in my section
[Chorus: Takeoff]
So n*ggas wanna hate on me (Huh?)
So n*ggas wanna plot on me
They're jealous, and they envy me (Why?)
Cause I'm really, who they wanna be
I ain't never did a sneak diss
Call my hitman quick to put you on the hit list
I guess they mad cause we young and rich
I guess they mad cause we f*cked their b*tch

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Ayy, hold on, hold on, where Takeoff at?
My brother, Takeoff, he in trouble
I’m heating these n*ggas in 'sace jacket, that’s a $1800 sweater
I’m getting to that cheddar, my life is so better
f*ck n*gga mad, ‘cause I’m a trendsetter
Chain got rocks so, I’m looking at your pebbles
I’m rocking the stage and I keep heavy metal
I got the ether like Nas, I’m strapped up with ammo and bombs
I’m telling my n*gga go get you because of the money, it itching they palms
"Prrrm doom doom" that’s a hundred round drum
On Sunday in church with my moms
I'm Asking the lord for forgiveness because he know the dirt that I've done

[Chorus: Takeoff]
So n*ggas wanna hate on me (Huh?)
So n*ggas wanna plot on me
They're jealous, and they envy me (Why?)
Cause I'm really, who they wanna be
I ain't never did a sneak diss
Call my hitman quick to put you on the hit list
I guess they mad cause we young and rich
I guess they mad cause we f*cked their b*tch
[Verse 3: Offset]
f*ck n*gga you saying we dissing?
Mistletoe chopper, them bullets, come kissing
Don’t enter Atlanta without no permission
Leave ‘em stanking like chitlins
Got n*ggas that come threw your chimney
Like the Grinch that stole Christmas
Did a 8 month sentence, I did it, came home to the riches
You n*ggas ain’t relevant, pus*y they pecking that melony
Offset the veteran, putting the pack on the measurement
You n*ggas got so much jealousy, I keep the pistol with felonies
Young n*gga I'mma have to teach you a lesson
"Glaw! Glaw!" Hit his ass with a Smith and Wesson
Can't go back to jail cause this sh*t is depressing

[Chorus: Takeoff]
So n*ggas wanna hate on me (Huh?)
So n*ggas wanna plot on me
They're jealous, and they envy me (why?)
Cause I'm really, who they wanna be
I ain't never did a sneak diss
Call my hitman quick to put you on the hit list
I guess they mad cause we young and rich
I guess they mad cause we f*cked their b*tch