This is a song about "Jealous bitches"

They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

People getting jealous now they cant speak

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Niggas so jealous that they follow the leader

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Yea, i'll admit it, i'm a bit jealous/

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

The dirty looks, and the jealous stares.

I get jealous easy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Fuck you jealous niggas wishing she was blowing you