text: Pull out the zip, pull out the ride 
  We so high, upper echelon 
  We so fuckin high, Im upper echelon 
  Pull out the zip, pull out the ride 
  We so high, upper echelon 
  We so fuckin high, Im upper echelon 
  Dozin off them Xannies, just popped a bandie
  Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic
  Party at the Sphinx, damn thats so outlandish 
  She gon make it clap, clap, throw them bands 
  Walkin through the Waldorf, they know my name, yeah 
  Dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year 
  Dont you come around, we aint 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
  Pull out the zip, pull out the ride 
  We so high, upper echelon 
  We so fuckin high, Im upper echelon 
  You niggas a mess, I swear you best show some respect
  Or else I guarantee youll 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 Im the best
  They just wanna talk, I aint 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 freeze up 
  These niggas must have caught amnesia 
  My face card in these streets, cuh 
  A-1 credit, no Visa 
  Excuse me shawty dont get me started
  If yo shit sick, my shit retarded 
  Motherfucker cant 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 
  Im a king mothafucka, who the hell are you?
  Check suckas off top, I bet I do 
  Hustle Gang in it bitch, you better lay down fool
  We crème de la crème, fuck them fuck niggas
  Top shelf, upper echelon, cant fuck with us 
  Pull out the zip, pull out the ride 
  We so high, Im upper echelon 
  We so fuckin high, Im upper echelon 
  Uh, pull up in the Rari, my ho beside me 
  Its a two seater, your bitch cant ride, ho Im sorry 
  Lets 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, Im so high today 
  I told em lets pray, I keep killin verses 
  Yo bitch with me, she wearin killer purses
  Pull out that 7, Mac-11
  Pastor, reverend , Versace heaven 
  Pull out the zip, pull out the ride 
  We so high, Im upper echelon 
  We so fuckin high, Im upper echelon 
  La Flame, straight up!