ETA

I think my shit kickin' in
What's the fuckin' key of the song, nigga?
What's the ETA of the month? (Hahahaha)
Yeah, on life, nigga, like–
Alright, c'mon, let's get serious

Yeah, been around, versatile, South of France, Rosecrans

Pin 'em up, knock 'em down, baby, I don't hold hands (Woah)
Big booty, lil' dawg
, joggin' by Kenneth Hahn

Tryna get her fitness on, bitch, just hop in the car
Uh, I been around, marathon, Compton to Avalon

Me and Anderson, this is like Royal Tenenbaums

No one goes to cinemas, so we on demand
They want a hologram, it's Tik
Tok and dances

Big shot, been the bomb, make me reminisce upon

I remember me and Dogg, swap meet, Dickies on

When was that? In '93? You probably wasn't even born

Dre, I think you need to trade the Range for the 6-4

Shit, I've been going back and forth, Chevy or Aventador

Took a walk in the park, nigga, that's your backyard

Say, Dre, where you get them shrooms
with the chocolate?
Shit, the same place that I saw them gods out in Panama

Weave through the weeds, smoke trees where my seeds grow
Let 'em try to press, get shot like a free throw

Aw, niggas want beef 'til they get they fucking teeth broke
I just want peace, they don't want me to be peaceful
You know I'm a king, look at how my Cuban link glow
Gold medallion flow, only second to the Nile

Girls gone wild like them broads up in college
Looking at my child do the same thing that I did

Nigga, where was you in the '80s?
Reaganomics, we sold crack to mothers and they babies

Fiends was running 'round with stolen shit to sell me crazy
But I took some shorts and a couple nicks of crack and gave 'em maybe
Gave this bitch a sample, that's my test tube baby

Tell them fiends we back in town, ice cream pastries

Five-star general bitch, I'm outrankin' 'em
Fiends gave me so much bread, I had to start thankin' 'em
Side hustlers stole some of my dope, I started spankin' 'em
Talked to coke connects in Jamaican accent, Shabba Rankin 'em

If you stole my shit with the nigga that helped you, walk the plank with him
Hmm, bruk him though like a bumbaclot acronym

Shh, look, don't tell your peeps but all of my niggas are after him
Hmm, you're just a bitch, tell me, why you actin' so masculine?
Hmm, who the fuck is he? Tell me, why the fuck is you asking him? (Why?)
And as I'm smoking this branch, watch me pass the limb
I'm only here to collect my blessings, where the pastor been?

Weave through the weeds, smoke trees where my seeds grow
Let 'em try to press, get shot like a free throw

Aw, niggas want beef 'til they get they fucking teeth broke
I just want peace, they don't want me to be peaceful
You know I'm a king, look at how my Cuban link glow
Gold medallion flow, only second to the Nile
Girls gone wild like them broads up in college
Looking at my child, do the same thing that I did