ultimate
Brand new coupe and a new bust down on me
I know you mad cuz you always blame it all on me
They see me up and I know they hating bad
They can all be staying mad
And they know that
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
Uh
Count it up
I be counting all the blues
I got diamonds on my neck
And yellow gold like Pikachu
And I'm never taking L's
Only taking W's
Shorty said she wanna ride
Shorty said she wanna cruise
Hop up in the V12
Why should I be tripping over females
I know that you peeping all my details
Buy it all for retail
I been thriving ever since that we failed
Confirmation send it through the email
Yeah
Givenchy, Gucci, Louis Vuitton
Girl I ain't love you since so I ain't putting you on
Yeah I know you see the money know its turning you on
Yea this lifestyle I don't really think you belong
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
Yeah, we was back in grade school
I was tryna make a move
Everytime you knock me down
I just had to play it cool
Ballin like I'm Chris smoove
Vetements with new jewels
All black fit with cigarette yea I just had to make it new
Had to switch it up
I'm just pouring up some activis in double cup
Thought that was my bitch, turned out she a slut
Said they gon be there but they never showing up
See us going up so they showing fake love
Me and Donny on the track talk our shit cause we had enough
It ain't adding up swear I had enough of this bitch
All baguette diamonds flooded on my neck and my wrist
I don't miss, spend like 50 on a fucking spaceship
Pop Percs and fuck bitches how the fuck I ain't dead
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I know you mad cuz you always blame it all on me
They see me up and I know they hating bad
They can all be staying mad
And they know that
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
Uh
Count it up
I be counting all the blues
I got diamonds on my neck
And yellow gold like Pikachu
And I'm never taking L's
Only taking W's
Shorty said she wanna ride
Shorty said she wanna cruise
Hop up in the V12
Why should I be tripping over females
I know that you peeping all my details
Buy it all for retail
I been thriving ever since that we failed
Confirmation send it through the email
Yeah
Givenchy, Gucci, Louis Vuitton
Girl I ain't love you since so I ain't putting you on
Yeah I know you see the money know its turning you on
Yea this lifestyle I don't really think you belong
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
Yeah, we was back in grade school
I was tryna make a move
Everytime you knock me down
I just had to play it cool
Ballin like I'm Chris smoove
Vetements with new jewels
All black fit with cigarette yea I just had to make it new
Had to switch it up
I'm just pouring up some activis in double cup
Thought that was my bitch, turned out she a slut
Said they gon be there but they never showing up
See us going up so they showing fake love
Me and Donny on the track talk our shit cause we had enough
It ain't adding up swear I had enough of this bitch
All baguette diamonds flooded on my neck and my wrist
I don't miss, spend like 50 on a fucking spaceship
Pop Percs and fuck bitches how the fuck I ain't dead
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
I'm so ultimate, ultimate
And I'm off of it, off of it
Just need oxygen, oxygen
But I got all of it, all of it
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Writer(s): Donovan Manyvong
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