Jimmy Butler, Bad Boy! ft. Semilore Lyrics

Tell me why you dey test me

You test me

When I did it

You gadamn you left me

If I deal with you

Them go arrest me

I'm not the same guy you knew when you left me

I get ability like Dizzy Gillespie

Baba dey my side En dey bless me

When you see me

You can't touch me

Cause I'm dancing to my own beat

You dunno!

Cause I'm a bad boy, Eh

Step inna the place like woah

Making all the money like

Though I'm stunting on my haters like

Bang Bang Bang Bang

Bad boy, hmmmn

Step inna the place like

Making all this money like

And I'm stunting on my haters like bang

When I came in the game

They didn't rate me

Came off the bench

Now I start, God raised me

Put in the work till I ball

Now they praise me

Became an all-star, see I made it this far

Yeah it's crazy

I'm a bad boy

Sad boy why you mad boy

You're mad it's my time

Cause hommie you passed yours

And they're talking like I won't spit

Back on that bull shit

I'm a killer with these tunes

Offload em like a full clip

I feel like Jimmy Butler

Cause when I get the ball in the fourth

Yeah it's over

Who you know this dope

As cold as Minnesota

When it's time to carry on

I put my team all on my shoulder

I'm a bad boy

Bad man don enter show

Everything don scatter all over

Big man wey dey control things

In case you forgot know that

I'm a bad boy, Eh

Step inna the place like woah

Making all the money like

And I'm stunting on my haters like

Bang bang bang bang

Bad boy, hmmmn

Step inna the place like

Making all this money like

And I'm stunting on my haters like bang

Uhhh yeah

Now they know me in the streets

Cause I pull up with the heats

Hommie this is real life

You know what I feel like

Jimmy Butler in the paint

Yeah my moves are real tight but

They tryna doubt, tryna hate

You're not on my level

I be laughing at you

If I put it on my mental

Then I gatta see it through

Put my foot onto the pedal

Yeah believe it it's true, cause

There's a meeting in my head

Planning how to get this bread

So I don't care 'bout what you heard

Or you what you said cause

Now I pull up in the streets

Yeah they know me with the heats

Hommie this is real life

You know what I feel like

Jimmy Butler in the paint

Yeah my moves are real tight

Tell me why you dey test me

You test me

When I did it

You gadamn you left me

If I deal with you

Them go arrest me

I'm not the same guy you knew when you left me

I get ability like Dizzy Gillespie

Baba dey my side En dey bless me

When you see me

You can't touch me

Cause I'm dancing to my own beat

You dunno

Cause I'm a bad boy, Eh

Step inna the place like woah

Making all this money like

Though I'm stunting on my haters like

Bang Bang Bang Bang

Bad boy, Eh

Step inna the place like woah

Making all this money like

And I'm stunting on my haters