Banatipapi, Quis - GR8 Lyrics

Young man, but he got big plans
No way, can’t shake your hand
I can smell your fake from a mile away
Why you trying slow me down, get me off my pace?
I can tell by the look written on your face
Envy, jealousy, sad face emoji
I ball like the big HNIC
Thirty seven thousand dollars for a car last week
Enough with the bragging and boasting
I just want trophies
I’m heating up nigga, play with me and get toasted
I do not care bout’ all the niggas you posted with
All of y’all goofies can get hit with hollow tips
Too hot to handle bitch no you can’t handle this
She wanted to hold something, I whipped out my fucking dick
I just be stacking up guala, I’m getting bitch
Can’t fuck with counterfeit
Talking bout beats then you know that I body it
She had a fat ass, so I had to go try the bitch
Cranking to gucci mane, song was called opposite
Pussy was murder she wrote, I’m a novelist
You don’t compare, I walk and they stare
I smile and they faint, I just left the bank
My watch is on water, it came from the sink
You not on my level, just look at my rank
I’m just a young black man
Doing all I can
Not to fall victim to a society that don’t accept my skin
They push ya buttons make you react and say here we go again
Sorry officer I don’t fit the description, yes these are legal tints
Yea I ball out for the win
You can’t compete, get a bigger gym
Me and my homies gettin’ to them M’s
You know we ball above the rim
If I can grind hard and stack it all once, then you know I’ll do it again
I’m ballin’ hard yea tell ya friends
I do it again and again
They ain’t want me to get it started
The one who function always turn a party
I told her hold fast shit, cuz you know shit get kinda gnarly
She ride me good like I’m a Harley
I tell her she copy, she say papi
She ain’t met any nigga like me
Say she wanna be my wifey
Here we go again, balling in the gym
I’m in my Jordan’s and I see you cross the court playing in your timbs
I broke your ankles, can’t walk now so you need different limbs
Always had the mind set it’s time to win
Back in action like I’m action Jackson
Maybe captain Phillips, now I’m in pistol packing
Light years ahead, head in my bed
Somethings in life are better left unsaid
The words that I’m speaking they come from heart
Please show me the light, I’m tired of the dark
God knows that I tried, I tried from the start
I gotta be great before I depart (Before I depart)

Young man, but he got big plans
No way, can’t shake your hand
I can smell your fake from a mile away
Why you trying slow me down, get me off my pace?
I can tell by the look written on your face
Envy, jealousy, sad face emoji
I ball like the big HNIC
Thirty seven thousand dollars for a car last week
Enough with the bragging and boasting
I just want trophies
I’m heating up nigga, play with me and get toasted
I do not care bout’ all the niggas you posted with
All of y’all goofies can get hit with hollow tips
Too hot to handle bitch no you can’t handle this
She wanted to hold something, I whipped out my fucking dick
I just be stacking up guala, I’m getting bitch
Can’t fuck with counterfeit
Talking bout beats then you know that I body it
She had a fat ass, so I had to go try the bitch
Cranking to gucci mane, song was called opposite
Pussy was murder she wrote, I’m a novelist
You don’t compare, I walk and they stare
I smile and they faint, I just left the bank
My watch is on water, it came from the sink
You not on my level, just look at my rank
I’m just a young black man
Doing all I can
Not to fall victim to a society that don’t accept my skin
They push ya buttons make you react and say here we go again
Sorry officer I don’t fit the description, yes these are legal tints
Yea I ball out for the win
You can’t compete, get a bigger gym
Me and my homies gettin’ to them M’s
You know we ball above the rim
If I can grind hard and stack it all once, then you know I’ll do it again
I’m ballin’ hard yea tell ya friends
I do it again and again
They ain’t want me to get it started
The one who function always turn a party
I told her hold fast shit, cuz you know shit get kinda gnarly
She ride me good like I’m a Harley
I tell her she copy, she say papi
She ain’t met any nigga like me
Say she wanna be my wifey
Here we go again, balling in the gym
I’m in my Jordan’s and I see you cross the court playing in your timbs
I broke your ankles, can’t walk now so you need different limbs
Always had the mind set it’s time to win
Back in action like I’m action Jackson
Maybe captain Phillips, now I’m in pistol packing
Light years ahead, head in my bed
Somethings in life are better left unsaid
The words that I’m speaking they come from heart
Please show me the light, I’m tired of the dark
God knows that I tried, I tried from the start
I gotta be great before I depart (Before I depart)