Grand Hustle Records - Upper Echelon lyrics

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Grand Hustle Records - Upper Echelon lyrics

[Hook: Travi$ Scott] Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out) We so high, upper echelon (Straight up) We so f**in' high, upper echelon Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out) We so high, upper echelon (Straight up) We so f**in' high, upper echelon [Verse 1: Travi$ Scott] 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, naww 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 [Hook: Travi$ Scott] Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out) We so high, upper echelon (Straight up) We so f**in' high, upper echelon [Verse 2: T.I.] Aight Travis, let get it, Hustle Gang, n***a You n***as a mess, I swear you best show some respect Or else I guarantee you'll get wet You f**in' with us, I suggest you invest in a vest A choppa no less than a tech You n***as 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 a** and a hole in your hat Ok, hol' up, let me freeze up These n***as must have caught amnesia My face card in these streets cuh A-1 credit, no Visa Excuse me shawty don't get me started If yo sh** sick, my sh** retarded Motherf**er 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 mothaf**a who the hell are you? Check s**as off top, I bet I do Hustle Gang in it b**h, you better lay down fool We crème de la crème f** them f** n***as Top shelf upper echelon can't f** with us [Hook: Travi$ Scott] Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out) We so high, upper echelon (Straight up) We so f**in' high, upper echelon [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Uh, pull up in the rari, my ho beside me It's a two seater, your b**h 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 b**h 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 k**in' verses Yo b**h with me, she wearin' k**er purses Pull out that 7, Mac-11 Pastor, reverend, Versace heaven [Hook: Travi$ Scott] Pull out the zip, pull out the ride (roll out) We so high, upper echelon (Straight up) We so f**in' high, upper echelon [Travi$ Scott] La Flame, straight up!