Jealous

Ohh, don't act like you care about me
Ohh, don’t act like you care about me (Care about me)
Ohh, don't act like you care about me (Care about me)
Don't act like you care about me, don’t act like you care about me
Saved by the bell

Fuck it, you only live once (Woo)
[?] down the pipeline (Ayo)
'Cept for a nigga like me (Ugh)
I done lived at least eight lifetimes (Ayo)
Bitch, you got too much jokes (Ayo)
Aha, everything you say funny
Talkin' 'bout, "Aha, ha, ha", bitch, that shit ain't funny (Ayo)

I'm a little jealous, but I always trust my gut (Woo)
I'm a little jealous, but I always trust my gut (Uhh)

I can- I can calculate the shit (Ayo)
Let me lead this bitch, let me lead this bitch
This bitch laughin' at this nigga joke
Ah, yeah, I’ma see this bitch (Woo)
Let me fuck you from the back, though
Let me fuck you while I’m mad, though (Agh)
On God, fuck a stripper bitch like Amber Rose
Bitch ain't never stick it in the back door (Perfect)
Ridin’ with this nigga, all on, all on-on that nigga dick
Oh shit, God damn right
Bitch, shut the fuck up 'fore we get home, bitch, ahh (Win)
You gon' believe this bitch now? (You win)

Oh, 'Ye, oh, ’Ye, what you talkin' 'bout?
In the front verse, oh, you should walk it out
I don't even give a fuck if you talkin' 'bout
What the fuck you want that fame, what you talkin' 'bout me?
I'm singin' this lowkey, you sittin' here before me
Everytime that you phone me
And I'm feelin' like a worst guy, had me feelin' like it's rest time
Listen, baby, for me, listen, baby, for me
I just want that bag if you add it, I just want to know if you ridin'
I just want free time that we on this
I just feel like we come with that low shit
If you wanna slip on that bright light, on that bright light
If you wanna get here, get your love right if you're alright

I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm so high, uh, I'm so high
They so mad, uh, I'm so high

Ohh, don't act like you care about me
Ohh, don't act like you care about me (Care about me)
Ohh, don't act like you care about me (Care about me)

And I want a twenty on my chain, it dangles
Bands on me, I just might fuck your bitch like BangBros
So much jewelry on my neck, my fuckin' bank froze
And I wanna fuck it while I'm watchin' bank roll
Cut the roof off, you can't breathe when I smash it
Diamonds on funk and I bleed when I'm ashin'
Cut the roof off, you can't breathe when I smash it
Diamonds on funk and I bleed when I'm ashin'
Ride on my wrist, I got your ride on my wrist
Rollie on them bands when I ride on my wrist
Five on the fist, cop five on the fist
Then I want a fourty, got five on my wrist
And I know you're no snake, been fuckin' on my bae
I'm fuckin' up a check and I wonder why
Been down on-on the tracks, I'm flippin' on a bitch
I'm fuckin' up a check and I wonder why
And I musta be a [?] chanter
And I musta cutta fund that I shot up
And I go, and I go, and I said I go
Hannibal, diamonds up, ain't no matter, though
Racks in the bank, it's up, I'm on the payroll
I'm the one, I choose to paper chase, baby
Racks in the bank, it's up, I'm on the payroll
I'm the one, I choose the paper

Ohh, don't act like you care about me
Ohh, don't act like you care about me (Care about me)
Ohh