Jimmy Butler, Bad Boy! (feat. Semilore)

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