Bad Boy lyrics

[Skit]

This is L. Penny-Feather, and I am here in the heart of Times Square, New York City, and it is just bitch-assness rampant everywhere I look. Up, down, and all around. I just seen about a dozen people walk by me that just had so much bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous

[Intro]

Popcorn and sodas are available by concessions stands outside

Get your popcorn

Did this kid, just really do that shit?

Smoke!

Talk to this motherfucker right here

Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke

Yeah!

[Verse]

Someone might'a lit a fire inside the soul of me

Your shots just graze me, I'm standing, ain't put a hole in me

I answer to no one, nobody can get control of me

MGK please stop trolling me, get over me

You wanna be me, you're mad that you're not as big as me

I'm everywhere, I'm your nightmare, you can't get rid of me

Call a Uber, turn on the radio, mad you're hearing me

"Him & I's" on, mad you're listening to Halsey sing to me

Can't fuck with nobody with so much negative energy

A pillar in this game bruh, I'll be here until infinity

Ask myself why am I entertaining a mini-me?

You're so below my class, you're reaching, you're not offending me

I headline arenas, and all of my shits go platinum

You never seen a plaque and your last shit did thirty thousand

It's not a competition, I'd hurt you if I start braggin'

Irrelevant in culture, no one gives a fuck about him

You got both of my numbers, all this time, you never called the boy

I'm headlining, heard you opening up for Fall Out Boy

Don't play with my name, you fucker, I said it's not a toy

Disrespect her again, I'll smack you, I'm not a boy

Opened up my savage, usually I don't do this shit

I don't got too much time, let's be honest, and let's get to this shit

Your last joint was six years ago

It's a miracle that Flex found you worth it enough to even hear you flow

But I guess you both might have something in common, though

You got your spot tooken from you, you're mad about it so

Yeah, that’s why it might sting, but I'm the fucking hive

Breakfast Club at 105, it's keeping New York's shit alive

We did like 30 shows together out in Europe

You mugged me, but you never spoke, you never tried to square up

Until that night in Finland, I said we got shit to clear up

You got sentimental and you almost start to tear up

You told me how you fucked with me, and you ain't have no problems

I said it's all love, whatever happened we forgot it (Fuckin' punk)

And then you flip-floppin' all year, talkin' 'bout me

You talked behind my back, this whole time you never called me (Be a man, motherfucker)

So why you actin' extra tough? Keep it lit, it’s just a bluff

Why's it me and not you that's sittin' ringside next to Puff?

I ain't want to bring this up, but respect to the OG

But don't ever cross the line again, fuck, you don't know me

Honestly, what's up with you? This behavior is nothing new

Jealous, actin' petty, guess I make you uncomfortable

Bad Boy treats you like a family you're adopted to

You're signed to him, tell me why doesn't Puff fuck with you

Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your bullshit through the speaker

You are such a fucking joke, I ain't want to do this ether

You must hate yourself, I don't understand your issue

Ironic this what's happening the night that Eminem dissed you

Fuck you, bitch

• Artist:G-Eazy
• Album:Cd single