Young Elite

[Intro]
We are the (Aye) We are the young elite (Yuh aye)
[Verse 1: Shofu Tha BeatDown]
(HOUGH!) We are the young elite
Blowing up I know you notice me
4000 dollars I blow this week
Haters I hit 'em, they go to sleep
Create my music, the coldest beats
When I put it out I'ma own the streets
Texting the side chick so discrete
It ain't my fault my phone deletes
Started out poor, then I got paid, nobody feeling it mo' than me
(HOUGH!) Yeah they may call me the HeatMan, truth is I can't control this heat
Ex-girlfriend keep on trolling me
All that she wanna do is blow this cheese
She got mad started ignoring me
But she can't control this D (BUAO!)
Prime rib? (NO!) Chicken wing? (NO!) I give her that boneless meat (OKAY!)
Shawty, don't understand when I hit that, her energy gon' deplete (BUAO!)
Then I give her the cold shoulder, she feeling the coldest breeze She'll never get over me
My heart so cold it's like four degrees (My bad)
Gittem 1, (BRR!) Gittem 2, (WHOO!) I drop the coldest heat
One plan to get out the homeless scene
Stay alive until my goals achieved (YEE!)
Every time (WHAT!) I succeed (WHAT!) all my homies eat (FAX!)
If somehow I fall in the process I get right back up I won't retreat
I'm close to sitting in that golden seat
Swagger is bigger than ogre teeth
You just hating cause your flow is weak
Yo bank account lower than gopher feet
I'm starting to feel like I'm skilled at this
Punchlines, I kill at this
Topics, I'm real at this
You gotta problem, deal with it
B-E-A-T-D-O-dub-N, gittem
Hands in the air if you bumpin' with 'em
Everybody knows that I got that heat
I'ma bit sicker than the doctors think
Clouds being blown over here gon' make you think lightning's coming
Pass it to my boy, Hypeman Hunnitz

[Verse 2: Hypeman Hunnitz]
Hypeman, Hypeman, Hypeman, Hypeman, Hypeman, Hypeman, Hypeman, Hunnitz (where you been?)
Running fo' tha Hunnitz, running fo' tha Hunnitz
Only Blue Hunnitz, never green hunnitz
That is just all that I use
Please do not get it confused
All of my Hunnitz are blue
I got more hunnitz than you
I'ma thug and a P-O-E-T
Bodies in the trunk, over 3
Mumble rapper with a cold flow so when I spit fire, I don't overheat (SHEESH!)
H-Y-P-E Man!
I make women sweat like P.E. man!
[Outro]
(#GITTEM)
(OOOH!)
(I'm Sweaty)