(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
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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