Elite

[Intro]

Luciano

Got Wack on this motherfucker with me

Luciano

You on the track with Wack, man

Ayy



[Chorus]

My father left the house‚ didn't know where he went (Where he go?)

This time is money‚ n***a‚ and I ain't got time to spend

I'm laughing at these n***as behind five percent (Hahaha)

I lost my n***as, put they names up on my skin (On gang)

I ain't gon' raise no lil' n***as, I'ma raise some men (On God)

Thirty in that F&N‚ dislike him, we gon' spin a bend (Trapnanana)

Why these n***as envy him?

Conversations, me and Benjamin

Hoppin' out that damn Mercedes Benz

Smokin' pack‚ it smell like dead man (Trapnanana)



[Verse 1]

Call of Duty, I see red men

Got fast-fast shit up in the engine

Shots went off, ooh, he did it

That bitch shoot, she a mystic

Drinkin' on lean, she can't hit it

Droppin' a song, they copy, amendment

Head up, I'm living relentless

Keep poppin' them 30's, he off that fifth shit (Trapnanana)

Chopper kickin', it won't miss shit

Tats on my face, I can't get shit

Fuck a nine to five, I'm clickin'

We outside his house and we sittin'

That's if he wanna get busy

Too much codeine on my kidney

I'm selling McGuire, I got that Lizzie

One hit down, them cluckers dizzy

I'm ridin' around with free car Diddy

Can't fuck with these n***as, these n***as be petty

Turn a five star hotel to a trap

I can make a million up out of this 'telly

I walk with a toaster, can't be jelly

Get caught in a jam, ain't no tellin'

These n***as be timid, how can't you tell it?

These n***as gon' sell they ass if they can sell it (On God)



[Chorus]

My father left the house, didn't know where he went (Where he go?)

This time is money, n***a, and I ain't got time to spend

I'm laughing at these n***as behind five percent (Hahaha)

I lost my n***as, put they names up on my skin (On gang)

I ain't gon' raise no lil' n***as, I'ma raise some men (On God)

Thirty in that F&N, dislike him, we gon' spin a bend

Why these n***as envy him?

Conversations, me and Benjamin

Hoppin' out that damn Mercedes Benz

Smokin' pack, it smell like dead man (Trapnanana)



[Verse 2]

I ride for my people (My people)

I ride for my people (Trapnanana)

We shoot Desert Eagles (Eagles)

If you elite, you lethal (You lethal)

I'm balling like the Pelicans, get down like Beanie Sigel (Get down or lay down)

These n***as playin' too much defense

We on offense, we gon' beat you (Luciano)



[Chorus]

My father left the house, didn't know where he went (Where he go?)

This time is money, n***a, and I ain't got time to spend

I'm laughing at these n***as behind five percent (Hahaha)

I lost my n***as, put they names up on my skin (On gang)

I ain't gon' raise no lil' n***as, I'ma raise some men (On God)

Thirty in that F&N, dislike him, we gon' spin a bend

Why these n***as envy him?

Conversations, me and Benjamin

Hoppin' out that damn Mercedes Benz

Smokin' pack, it smell like dead man (Trapnanana)



[Outro]

My people