Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Upper Echelon lyrics

(Hook x2: Travi$ Scott) Pull out the seven Pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon 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 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 sponsored links We poppin' champagne, damn you apple cider (Hook: Travi$ Scott) Pull out the seven Pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so f**in' high, upper echelon (Verse 2: T.I) 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 freezer These n***as must have caught amnesia My face caught in these streets cuh A1 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 Wait til the end of the Earth Just to get my check and bear get hurt First thing first, this what I do I'm a king motherf**er who the hell are you? Jet s**as off top, I bet I do Hustle gang in it b**h, you better lay down fool We creme de la creme f** them f** n***as Top shelf upper echelon can't f** with us (Hook: Travi$ Scott) Pull out the seven Pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so f**in' high, upper echelon (Verse 3: 2 Chainz) 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 in 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 seven, MAC eleven Pastor, reverend - Versace heaven (Hook: Travi$ Scott) Pull out the seven Pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so f**in' high, upper echelon