upper echelon

Singer: scott, travis

pull out the zip

pull out the roll

we so high

upper echelon

we so fuckin' high

upper echelon

dozin' off them xannies

just popped a bandie

wave rock like atlantic

froze like atlantic

party at the sphinx

damn that's so outlandish

she gon' make it clap

clap

throw them bands

walkin' through the waldorf they know my name here

dropped out

got signed

got mom house all in the same year

don't you come around me

ain't got the time

b

naaaaaawwwwwwwwwww. watch me do the randy

touchdown

knew how much i get

think la flame the golden child

ridin' right behind her

pull up beside her

we poppin' champagne

damn you apple cider

aight travis

let get it - hustle gang

nigga!

you niggas a mess

i swear you best show some respect or else i guarantee you'll get wet

you fuckin' with us

i suggest you invest in a vest - a choppa no less than a tech

you niggas want trouble in that i'm the best

they just wanna talk

i ain't finna do that

i just might pull up wherever you at

put my foot in your ass and a hole in your hat

ok

hol' up

let me freezer

these niggas must have caught amnesia

my face caught in these streets cuh

all credit

no visa

excuse me shawty don't get me started

if yo shit sick

my shit retarded

motherfucker can't see the tree but before i get wrong get shot then leave 'em in the forest

boom

wait til the end of the earth

just to get my check

interfere

get hurt

hey

first thing first

this what i do: i'm a king motherfucker who the hell are you?

check suckas off top

i bet i do

hustle gang in it bitch

you better lay down fool

we creme de la creme fuck them fuck niggas

top shelf upper echelon can't fuck with us

uh

pull up in the rari

my ho beside me

it's a two seater

your bitch can't ride

ho i'm sorry

let's get it jumpin'

call it center court

on the loud

you can smell that scent on me in court

just beat the case

call it larry holmes

on the plane with your bitch and a carry on

i do it for my city

then i fly away

i can see tomorrow

i'm so high today

i told 'em let's pray

i keep killin' verses

yo bitch with me

she wearin' killer purses

pull out that seven

mac eleven

pastor

reverend - versace heaven

la flame

straight up!