Ultima Ethereal (Ft. Slug † Christ)

[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Young nigga tryna get rubber bands
Young nigga got a whole bunch of plans
Young nigga tryna find new ways
To get paid, go lay in the shade
But I'm in the field tryna level up
Squad swag I ain't fucking with ya' like a seven up
Ahh bad if you thought that I was gunna give it up
Tryna get the old Jag with he new interior
Man I focus on my dirt, I control the dirt
That went over head like I was a bird
Your girl is a bird, boy no stress I had to swerve
Tryna get this Wu-tang screaming fuck what you heard
In my coupe mashing out
She and shawty acting out
Tryna take her to her house, like shawty where yo' house
She just want me in her blouse
Now a nigga run the south
Tryna say we ain't the hottest
Boy you need to close yo' mouth

[Hook: Slug Christ]
Ultima, Ultima, Ultima
This bitch pick me up in an Ultima
I got Mac-11, name it Ultima
We got lots of weapons name 'em Ultima
Ultima, Ultima, Ultima
This bitch pick me up in an Ultima
I got Mac-11, name it Ultima
We got lots of weapons name 'em Ultima