Upper Echelon

Hook: All you heard was the shot All you saw was the drop Was it him? Or not? All you heard was the shot All you saw was the drop Was it him? Or not? (Verse) I'm out here in the wind Black on black, 5-50 Benz Fuck you and yo sissy friends Loaded cig in my Sedans MMG it’s us again BBG, we bustin bands Band camp off in my pants Pussy pay me by the glance I get the fee What you mean no label? No mainstream machine I've been sparing all these rappers cuz my CEO said please All the hoes wanna hang off my dick and my dungarees Cuz my paint the color honey Her booty big bumblebee I rep Animal Shelter 100 Hannibal Lecters That wear cammo to breakfast And shoot at 5-O for practice I took the oath of vengeance Murder with no repentance No prayer won't prevent this [?], I hope it's senseless Cut throat for gold robes and Benzes I smoke the most expensive Put you in that Unit For Care. The most Intensive, oh yea These niggas pigeon peasants You ain't compared to livin' legends [?] collision tested Ya'll must've missed the message