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Jealous Video (MV)




Performed By: Vic Sage
Featuring: Ollie Joseph, Packy
Language: English
Written by: BRANDON CAHILL




Vic Sage - Jealous Lyrics




[ Featuring Ollie Joseph, Packy ]

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Oh my God, now they all look jealous
Brand new drip, hope they all got umbrellas
Y'all don't fit in, call them all Cinderellas
And I heard your last shit, dog
You can do better
You ain't got shit on me, homie, that's facts
I just bought a new crib
I buy another for the tax
We ain't in the same league
We ain't in the same bracks
I ain't make the joint yet
They already know it slaps (Oof)
Now I need the dollars
Got a new girl and she look like Madonna
Found a new flow and it's hot like the sauna
Buyin' these stocks
I don't care 'bout designer

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Yeah, stayin' high with the mates
Tippin' wine to the face
Strauss hit me from the door
"It's a line out the place"
I'm at home in the mitten, I got ties in LA
I prolly pull a packed crowd
In a flyover state
Lies spread quicker than the truth
(Than the truth)
If you always talkin' 'bout me
They know more about you (That's fact)
Worry 'bout yourself
The rest will fall in place (Fall in place)
If they don't pay me to respond
Then I gotta walk away (F*ck y'all)
BnB, elevation high, layin' low (Way up)
I'm with a ten who's down to f*ck and
Cook me shit I got from Trader Joe's
Say they makin' moves but we makin' more
I stay in the zone, y'all just stayin' broke
Way to go

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Yeah, Great Lake state and we make waves here
Runnin' the point
I make plays like Shakespeare
Every day, I make it a great year
So every year, I feel like the day's near
Yeah whole catalog made from my home stu'
Quick scroll through like shopping
At Whole Foods with the fresh produce
My shit is a whole mood
A-E-I, bitch, I don't owe you
Ring-ring-ring, Danny rolled through, scoop
Yates alley ooped me another gold tooth
Two video shoots, gotta look cute
Get my Brad Coop on
It's a lot of stunt doubles and they

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
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Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Oh my God, now they all look jealous
Brand new drip, hope they all got umbrellas
Y'all don't fit in, call them all Cinderellas
And I heard your last shit, dog
You can do better
You ain't got shit on me, homie, that's facts
I just bought a new crib
I buy another for the tax
We ain't in the same league
We ain't in the same bracks
I ain't make the joint yet
They already know it slaps (Oof)
Now I need the dollars
Got a new girl and she look like Madonna
Found a new flow and it's hot like the sauna
Buyin' these stocks
I don't care 'bout designer

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Yeah, stayin' high with the mates
Tippin' wine to the face
Strauss hit me from the door
"It's a line out the place"
I'm at home in the mitten, I got ties in LA
I prolly pull a packed crowd
In a flyover state
Lies spread quicker than the truth
(Than the truth)
If you always talkin' 'bout me
They know more about you (That's fact)
Worry 'bout yourself
The rest will fall in place (Fall in place)
If they don't pay me to respond
Then I gotta walk away (F*ck y'all)
BnB, elevation high, layin' low (Way up)
I'm with a ten who's down to f*ck and
Cook me shit I got from Trader Joe's
Say they makin' moves but we makin' more
I stay in the zone, y'all just stayin' broke
Way to go

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous

Yeah, Great Lake state and we make waves here
Runnin' the point
I make plays like Shakespeare
Every day, I make it a great year
So every year, I feel like the day's near
Yeah whole catalog made from my home stu'
Quick scroll through like shopping
At Whole Foods with the fresh produce
My shit is a whole mood
A-E-I, bitch, I don't owe you
Ring-ring-ring, Danny rolled through, scoop
Yates alley ooped me another gold tooth
Two video shoots, gotta look cute
Get my Brad Coop on
It's a lot of stunt doubles and they

Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
Tryna play me, they ain't know no better
Purp on me, you can call me Chris Webber
Brand new whip with the brand new leather
Dishin' out
Make plays so they all look jealous
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Writer: BRANDON CAHILL
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