Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jealous, artist - Fetty Wap. Album song For My Fans, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2017
Record label: Platinum Town
Song language: English
Jealous |
When you making 'em all jealous |
Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah-yeah |
PnB, 1738 nigga |
Balmain’s and Margiela’s, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy |
What you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, ayy |
What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, yeah, ayy |
When you making 'em all jealous, ayy, ayy |
Balmain’s and Margiela’s, ayy, ayy |
Said I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, yeah |
I been ballin' for a while, I get money by the pound |
Fuck a checkup, it’s okay, I’m 'bout to cash a check right now |
All this money long, I done probably blew a hundred thou |
I spent that on clothes, chicken, bitches, backwoods, and loud, ayy |
I did it all with my squad, I wouldn’t be shit without squad |
Remember we was at the bottom, now we post up at the top |
Balmain’s with the Maison Margiela’s |
Got these niggas sick, they hating, they jealous |
Taking over, the only option is let us |
Bossed up, it ain’t shit you could tell us |
Bout to go fuck me some x’s up |
Used to whip coke on the regular |
Broke niggas, they can’t stand next to us |
I just pulled up in the Tesla |
Meen just pulled up in the Rari |
He just came home and he ballin' |
All these bad bitches we scorin' |
Look how we came up from nothin' |
What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, ayy |
What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, yeah, ayy |
When you making 'em all jealous, ayy, ayy |
Balmain’s and Margiela’s, ayy, ayy |
Said I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, yeah |
I been ballin' for a while, I get money by the pound |
Got your ho all in my whip c-c-cause she say she love my style |
I was broke but now I’m rich, took your bitch to Mr. Chao’s |
Had to take her to the strip, make her off a couple pounds, ayy |
Ballin', drivin' in them foreigns, kill 'em, bring them coffins |
Oh yeah, we do that often, ayy |
I’m finessin', drippin' swag, ayy |
I be flexin' when I dab, ayy |
Niggas broke, niggas mad, ayy |
Put whatever on my tab, ayy |
It feels good to get this money, spend it with my gang |
It feels good when I walk by and bitches scream my name |
Everyday I’m smokin' loud and I be sippin' lean |
Everyday it’s fifty thousand in my Balmain jeans |
What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, ayy |
What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? |
I’ma smooth young nigga, Balmain’s and Margiela’s |
Bout a hundred thou on me, I’m hurting these suckas feelings |
I’m allergic to broke niggas cause all we know is get it, yeah, ayy |
When you making 'em all jealous, ayy |