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Elite
Hip-Hop/Rap
Elite was released on May 27, 2026 by Principles Build Empowerment, LLC as a part of the album PAID VS. MUSA
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Release DateMay 27, 2026
LabelPrinciples Build Empowerment, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Paid
Lil Paid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Paid
Lil Paid
Songwriter
Paparawone
Paparawone
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paparawone
Paparawone
Producer

Lyrics

She wanna fuck ‘fore sum STK
(Paparawone, go turn the fuck up on these hittas man!)
Come get her, boot her
Get the bitch out of my way (yeah)
(Go)
She keep on rubbing on me, (you know ?)
The diamonds stay wet like a sink, (you know ?)
We talking ’bout mills every meeting, (you know ?)
I’m catching the plays I’m elite (elite)
My catalog cost a ‘lil bag (sum money)
You won’t see me rhyming ‘fore free
I’m with it it’s one in the head, my gun not under the seat (seat)
My denim left prints in the seat (bottega)
To loud he ain’t talking to me (to who ?)
Move outs gon’ cost you a fee (ah bag)
To high can’t smoke when I think (I can’t)
They broke them **** disable, (in trouble)
No hustle can’t get on they feet (help)
He talking and nobody made ‘em (just yapping)
These **** be giving police (rat)
Phone ringing that’s munyun (that money)
We selling you wishes like the black ball (ah dream)
She ah easy ‘lil bitch she just act hard (you hear me ?)
The key to this car, it’s a black card (ah tesla)
Pants baggy they draggin’ my legs in it (they ricky)
You stealing you’ll say that yo’ mans did (go get ‘em)
Who scared ?, you’ll push up on who ? (did what)
Ghost gun one shot you go poof (poof)
You’ll know a **** dead when he stank
DOA, BOA got me leaving the bank
Old school hundreds I locked ‘em away (they tucked)
Them IG Models I can fuck every day (wallahi)
Hearing Lil Paid this hearing Lil Paid that
You reach ‘fore this chain, one shot to the face (fahhh)
‘And brodie ain’t do it, but brodie gon’ say that he did it
So I can get out of the case (my brudda)
Ain’t dissing nobody, but yeah I got facts ‘fore somebody
You play with me, we gon’ erase (ah hundred)
After this hit ima po’ me a 8 (of syrup)
We ditching this V, we gon’ leave on the 8 (ay’ park that bitch right there)
I get to it early, I left out at 6am I’m dogging this bitch with no plate
A bougie ‘lil bitch talking Steak 48 (it’s cover)
I’m countin’ my pockets, I don’t care what you make **** (beat it)
She keep on rubbing on me, (you know ?)
The diamonds stay wet like a sink, (you know ?)
We talking ’bout mills every meeting, (you know ?)
I’m catching the plays I’m elite (elite)
My catalog cost a ‘lil bag (sum money)
You won’t see me rhyming ‘fore free
I’m with it it’s one in the head, my gun not under the seat (seat)
My denim left prints in the seat (bottega)
To loud he ain’t talking to me (to who ?)
Move outs gon’ cost you a fee (ah bag)
To high can’t smoke when I think (I can’t)
They broke them **** disable, (in trouble)
No hustle can’t get on they feet (help)
He talking and nobody made ‘em (just yapping)
These **** be giving police (rat)
Written by: Lil Paid, Paparawone
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