JEALOUSY

Produced by Boi-1da, Jahaan Sweet, OZ

'Fore I bought the Lamb', I was ridin' in the Jeep

Five-hundred horses with a stick on a seat

Fuck that nigga, he'll fold when there's heat

Go against the code for the dough, boy, you weak

Go against the grain, man, you know a nigga lame

Cartier frames, I can see a nigga brain

Cartier bracelet, they matchin' with the chain

Dirt up on my name, man, you nigga should be shamed

Knock off her boot when I'm throwin' up gang

Diamond fruit loops in this watch, and it's plain

My dawg got the juice and I'm smokin' propane

I'm gunnin', I run to the money, Usain

Who talkin'? Who tellin'? Who sang?

I'm sellin' prescription cocaine

She fuck with my pimpin', my cane

I'm Michael, I'm not no Jermaine

Jealousy, that shit gon' eat your heart out

This a AR, sawed off, we'll slay your squad out

This the beast you brought out, this a feast, we ball out

I'll eat your heart out, I'll pull your card out

It's simple, put holes in his face like it's dimples

New Kimber, new bop-bop, bop-bop, make it limp him

He play with me, blowin' me, rise in my temper

I got millions of racks in my mansion, my temple

I'm gangsta but with your bitch, I get gentle

Wanksta, take out your teeth like it's dentures

I'm blankin', you eat this Glock, I'm Miss Winners

[Chorus: Cardi B]

Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia

Jealou—, jealous, jealou—

Jealous ass bitch

What the fuck these bitches talking 'bout, man?

Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia

I mean, who's tellin' us what?

Jealou—, jealous, jealou—

Jealous ass bitch

Bardi

[Verse 2: Cardi B]

Look, ain't no bitch finna front on me (No)

Bad body bitch with the jumbo teeth

Yellow Lamborghini like a bumblebee

Girl, nobody listen to you 'less you talking 'bout me (Woo)

It's always a bird tryna tweet shit (Yeah)

You offended when I be on defense (Fuck you)

They're too worried 'bout me and my nigga (Huh)

You should worry 'bout the nigga yours sleep with, hmm (Ah)

Face is given and never not gave

Been to Atlanta, but bitches ain't brave

How bitches mad? I'm the number one pick

It's funny, your nigga the one that's a trade

Bitches is mad stupid (Stupid)

They get to the bag and lose it (Lose it)

I'm still in the bed, I live in her head

Water and gas included, brrt (Grrah)

Bitches don't wanna go Birkin for Birkin

Bitches ain't got enough hits for a Verzuz

Bitches be actin' so different in person

Cartier frames, I can see why she nervous (Woo)

This shit a circus, I'm dripped in detergent

I'm sick, get the nurses, my whip got the curtains

I'm dripped out in Hermes

A bitch say my name, then she number one trendin'

I did you a service, bitch

[Chorus: Cardi B]

Jealous ass bitch

Jealous ass bitch

Like, huh?

Jealous ass bitch

Jealous ass bitch

Man, what the fuck these hoes talking 'bout?

Hold on, hold on, hold on

[Outro: Cardi B]

Look, let's keep it a bean, let's keep it a buck

If I had a dick, it need to be sucked

All of my opps is runnin' they jibs

Stomach too big, it need to be tucked (Ah-ah-ah)

All of that cryin' be keepin' me up

When Bardi's around, they see me and duck

When I make a post, I'm leavin' it up

They came from the hood but they leave in the trunk

Bitch

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