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 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