Jealousy - The Purist, Danny Brown

The cheddar breed jealousy

The cheddar breed jealousy

Especially if that man fucked up

Y’all don’t know where I come from, nigga

You don’t know what I’ve been through, ho

Said I wasted my time, huh?

Look bitch, I done told you so

I done got on my own shit

I ain’t need your help, though

Bitch, I know I did it

You ain’t gotta tell me so

I done come a long way, I’m grindin', grindin'

Really, I ain’t really have shit

Now your bitch see me shinin', prime-timin'

And she all up on my dick

‘Cause she know I’m ballin', ballin'

J. J. Redick comin' off that pick

Sex text pics, open up her mouth

And my dick is about to go swish

Bitch, it’s… Danny Motherfuckin' Brown

And you know I’m in beast mode

So bitch go run them c-notes

She come through naked in a pea coat

‘Cause she know she about to deep throat

Rubbin' on her clit, playin' with her pee hole

Lookin' like she playin' Guitar Hero

You niggas ain’t in my league, ho

My flows so damn illegal

No nigga, you ain’t my amigo

No senor, you no chico

I do not speak no Spanish

So I don’t know what that mean, yo

I met this Filipino, and she was jalapeño

Get up off of your ass, nigga

Worried about my fuck, boy

I don’t love that bitch

Ho just my fuck toy

Got the game in an uproar

Y’all are lames and so boring

Now your bitch got her tits out

Tryna get my laundry — oh boy!

I’m on some other shit

‘Cause y’all done got me fucked up

Y’all don’t know who y’all fuckin' with

I’m a Linwood nigga ‘til I’m dead in the grave

Detroit techno, shootin' up raves

Nigga’d I will take it back in the day

Don’t make me go back to that nigga in the braids

Raised around Ks, but a nigga escaped

So bitch-nigga, don’t make me take that bait

Niggas in the hood got love for me

No Limits, Skull Duggery

So I’m just tryna smoke my weed

Tell me where the hoes at

All up in my cell phone

Nigga you already know that

So I’mma call some hoes up

Tell ‘em bring some drink through

We gon' have a party

Call the pill man up fool

So let’s all get fucked up

‘Cause we ain’t worried ‘bout it

Smokin' on that Master P

Bitch we ‘bout it, ‘bout it