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G-Eazy - BAD BOY Lyrics



G-Eazy - BAD BOY Lyrics
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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

Popcorn and sodas are available by concessions stands outside
Get your popcorn

Did this kid, just really do that shit
Smoke!
Talk to this motherf*cker right here
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Yeah!

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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*cker, 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 f*cking 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 f*cked with me, and you ain't have no problems
I said it's all love, whatever happened we forgot it (F*ckin' 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, motherf*cker)
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, f*ck, 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 f*ck with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your bullshit through the speaker
You are such a f*cking 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
F*ck you, bitch
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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

Popcorn and sodas are available by concessions stands outside
Get your popcorn

Did this kid, just really do that shit
Smoke!
Talk to this motherf*cker right here
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Yeah!

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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*cker, 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 f*cking 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 f*cked with me, and you ain't have no problems
I said it's all love, whatever happened we forgot it (F*ckin' 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, motherf*cker)
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, f*ck, 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 f*ck with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your bullshit through the speaker
You are such a f*cking 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
F*ck you, bitch
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Writer: Gerald Gillum
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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