Upper Echelon
I got it made like a custom suit
You see the things I'm accustomed to
I put you up now it stuck with you
You fuck with me how I fuck with you
I'm Michael Belvedere
Brought you from there to here, yeah you love it it's better here
You caught the plane Jane now you lit like a chandelier
You know I'm debonair
Lowkey won't ever tell
What happened in Vegas is stayin' there, you don't be playin' fair
You had 'em cashin' out
I'm blowin' palm trees I got this from my Cali spot
Know it's that bomb weed when you puff it and passin' out
I brought that savage out
You brought them baddies out
Update your status you astronaut, you upper echelon
Come back to Houston like 'Mission Control'
I know you really on go
I know you missin' that dope
Lowkey I'm missin' ya throat (Choke)
You really be hittin' that hoe
You really be gettin' that tho
You really like gettin' that doe
Roll up them vegetables I fell incredible (No Cap)
You on that level cause you eatin' edibles (Got Damn)
You call it pressure but we call it medical (Yes Sir)
You gettin' high cause you know you feel better up
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
OK I can fuck with this
I wanted a main thang I put that on my bucket listen
And you want the same thing I can tell how you stuffin' it
Know when I'm crushin' it
Light it up now you lit
Roll it so good I be clutchin' it, can't get enough of it
You got a better high
I had a better time, plus you give Coretta vibes
On that vanilla sky, hope this feelin' will never die
You sweet as Cherry Pie
This is your paradox
Update your status you verified, we know your whereabouts
Come back to Houston like 'Mission Control'
I know you really on go
I know you missin' that dope
Lowkey I'm missin' ya throat (Choke)
You really be hittin' that hoe
You really be gettin' that tho
You really like gettin' that doe
Roll up them vegetables I fell incredible (No Cap)
You on that level cause you eatin' edibles (Got Damn)
You call it pressure but we call it medical (Yes Sir)
You gettin' high cause you know you feel better up
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
You see the things I'm accustomed to
I put you up now it stuck with you
You fuck with me how I fuck with you
I'm Michael Belvedere
Brought you from there to here, yeah you love it it's better here
You caught the plane Jane now you lit like a chandelier
You know I'm debonair
Lowkey won't ever tell
What happened in Vegas is stayin' there, you don't be playin' fair
You had 'em cashin' out
I'm blowin' palm trees I got this from my Cali spot
Know it's that bomb weed when you puff it and passin' out
I brought that savage out
You brought them baddies out
Update your status you astronaut, you upper echelon
Come back to Houston like 'Mission Control'
I know you really on go
I know you missin' that dope
Lowkey I'm missin' ya throat (Choke)
You really be hittin' that hoe
You really be gettin' that tho
You really like gettin' that doe
Roll up them vegetables I fell incredible (No Cap)
You on that level cause you eatin' edibles (Got Damn)
You call it pressure but we call it medical (Yes Sir)
You gettin' high cause you know you feel better up
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
OK I can fuck with this
I wanted a main thang I put that on my bucket listen
And you want the same thing I can tell how you stuffin' it
Know when I'm crushin' it
Light it up now you lit
Roll it so good I be clutchin' it, can't get enough of it
You got a better high
I had a better time, plus you give Coretta vibes
On that vanilla sky, hope this feelin' will never die
You sweet as Cherry Pie
This is your paradox
Update your status you verified, we know your whereabouts
Come back to Houston like 'Mission Control'
I know you really on go
I know you missin' that dope
Lowkey I'm missin' ya throat (Choke)
You really be hittin' that hoe
You really be gettin' that tho
You really like gettin' that doe
Roll up them vegetables I fell incredible (No Cap)
You on that level cause you eatin' edibles (Got Damn)
You call it pressure but we call it medical (Yes Sir)
You gettin' high cause you know you feel better up
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
You know it's that upper eche-lon
Smoke that Presi (Dumb)
Flood my beze (Uhhn)
Bust that Presi (Yeah Yeah)
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Writer(s): Michael Scott
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