Migos - Jealousy Lyrics
[Hook]So niggas wanna hate on me, so niggas wanna plot on meThey jealous and they envy me (why?)Cause I'm really, who they wanna beI ain't never did a sneak dissCall my hitman quick to put you on the hit listI guess they mad cause we young and richI guess they mad cause we *****ed they *****[Verse 1:Takeoff]First off B.I.G. may you rest in peaceKilled my nigga Pac and Biggie over jealousyVegetarian shooter, he gon' kill ‘bout that salaryHollow to that sang it for you, here, feel the melodyNiggas come alone while I’m on vacation in BeverlyOffset told me press the button like the game of JeopardyI’m pressing it, niggas wanna hit me for my necklacesDiamonds Fendi this, but that jug was never sent forYou either respect it, don’t like it, we check itYou ***** nigga try me, my niggas gorillasNever will you catch me *****, young Mel Gibson, kill lethal weaponsStomping a ***** nigga out, with thousand dollar Giuseppe'sBoss shit, only bos niggas, in my session[Hook]So niggas wanna hate on me, so niggas wanna plot on meThey jealous and they envy me (why?)Cause I'm really, who they wanna beI ain't never did a sneak dissCall my hitman quick to put you on the hit listI guess they mad cause we young and richI guess they mad cause we *****ed they *****[Verse 2:Qavo]Hey hold hold hold, where Takeoff at?My brother, Takeoff he in troubleI’m hitting these niggas in sace jacket, that’s a $1800 sweaterI’m getting to that cheddar, my life is so better***** nigga mad, ‘cause I’m a trendsetterChain got rocks so, I’m looking at your pebblesI’m rocking the stage and I keep heavy metalI got the ether like Nas, I’m strapped up with ammo and bombsI’m telling my nigga go get you because of the money, it itching they palmsPrrrm doom doom that’s a hundred round drumOn Sunday in church with my momsI'm Asking the lord for forgiveness because he know the dirt that I done[Hook]So niggas wanna hate on me, so niggas wanna plot on meThey jealous and they envy me (why?)Cause I'm really, who they wanna beI ain't never did a sneak dissCall my hitman quick to put you on the hit listI guess they mad cause we young and richI guess they mad cause we *****ed they *****[Verse 3:Offset]***** nigga you saying we dissing?Mistletoe chopper, them bullets, come kissingDon’t enter Atlanta without no permissionLeaving ‘em stanking like chitlinsGot niggas that come threw your chimneyLike the Grinch that stole ChristmasDid a 8 month sentence, I did it, came home to the richesYou niggas ain’t relevant, *****, they pecking thatMelony, Offset the veteran, putting the pack on the measurementYou niggas got so much jealousy, I keep the pistol with feloniesYoung nigga I'mma have to teach you a lessonRaa Raa Hit his ass with a Smith and WessonCan't go back to jail cause this shit is depressing[Hook]So niggas wanna hate on me, so niggas wanna plot on meThey jealous and they envy me (why?)Cause I'm really, who they wanna beI ain't never did a sneak dissCall my hitman quick to put you on the hit listI guess they mad cause we young and richI guess they mad cause we *****ed they *****
