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

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