Echelon Lyrics

If you ain't writing me a check, then shut the fuck up

If I'm riding with a tec, then I gotta keep it tucked

Only going for respect, man, y'all can keep the love

Y'all don't gotta understand, I just gotta keep it up

If you ain't writing me a check, then shut the fuck up

If I'm riding with a tec, then I gotta keep it tucked

Only going for respect, man, y'all can keep the love

Y'all don't gotta understand, I just gotta keep it up

I bet I get more streams than the rapper who scammed me

I bet I get more bitches than the drugs in Miami

I bet my bands thicker than the hoes that they can't reach

I bet I pass you jokers while I'm whipping the Camry

And I swish

Outta this shit

Gone for a while, man, they mad they ain't quit

I can just tell that's a hard one to swallow

My past seen more xans than Demi Lovato

Story reposts from the hoes that they follow

And if she hit my line, I'm ignoring the call tho

Yeah, I'm on a wave and you can't ride, bitch

And I dap them with the left, gotta sanitize it

And I'm still in quarantine and I know I'm not sick

Man, ever since I dropped, they be riding on my dick

If a post goes viral, they be saying that we click

But I ain't new, dog, I be knowing every trick

If you ain't writing me a check, then shut the fuck up

If I'm riding with a tec, then I gotta keep it tucked

Only going for respect, man, y'all can keep the love

Y'all don't gotta understand, I just gotta keep it up

If you ain't writing me a check, then shut the fuck up

If I'm riding with a tec, then I gotta keep it tucked

Only going for respect, man, y'all can keep the love

Y'all don't gotta understand, I just gotta keep it up

Got, gotta, keep it up

Bah, bah, keep it tucked

Not not, linkin' up

Not not, pickin' up

Don't compare our views, that's window pain

Got it on wrap like cellophane

Bout to blow up like Kurt Cobain

I don't need nirvana, I ain't tryna be saved

Don't make me fuck your dream, bitch

Got a problem, leave it

In the drafts, on the wall

I don't care, bro, we lit

I'll keep it one more than Betty White

I'm comin' for the gold, it's all on sight

Killin' these beats, goin' hard all night

Y'all wanna be stars, but ain't that bright

How you spend more cash, dog, on a video

And the promo than the song

Y'all are fuckin' silly, bro

Don't compare me to rappers who don't own any shit

I don't fuckin' understand how your bros bump your shit

Y'all are trash, y'all are litter

Y'all are lame, y'all are bitter

Y'all are babies to me, bitch

And I ain't a fuckin' sitter

Competition droppin' fast

Y'all are way better gone

Don't come for the don

This is upper echelon

If you ain't writing me a check, then shut the fuck up

If I'm riding with a tec, then I gotta keep it tucked

Only going for respect, man, y'all can keep the love

Y'all don't gotta understand, I just gotta keep it up

Got, gotta, keep it up

Bah, bah, keep it tucked

Not not, linkin' up

Not not, pickin' up

Got, gotta, keep it up

Bah, bah, keep it tucked

Not not, linkin' up

Not not, pickin' up