ETA

作词 : A. Young/J. Pounds/C. Broadus/T. Smith Jr./B. Anderson/B. Sledge/M. Ambrosius/A. Joiner/M. Lee Edwins

作曲 : A. Young/J. Pounds/C. Broadus/T. Smith Jr./B. Anderson/B. Sledge/M. Ambrosius/A. Joiner/M. Lee Edwins

(Intro)

I think my shit kickin' in

Must be barbeque or somethin'

What's the ETA of the month? (Hahahaha)

On life, nigga, on life

Alright, c'mon, let's get serious

(Verse 1: Anderson .Paak & Dr. Dre)

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

Pin 'em up, knock 'em down, baby, I don't hold hands (Woah)

Big booty, little dog, joggin' by Kenneth Hahn

Tryna get her fitness on, *****, 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 TikTok 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 the trade 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

(Chorus: Snoop Dogg)

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 ****ing 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

(Verse 2: Busta Rhymes, Anderson .Paak, Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg)

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 ***** a sample, that's my test tube baby

Tell them fiends we back in town, ice cream pastries

Five-star general nigga, I'm outrankin' 'em

Fiends gave me so much bread, I had to start thankin' 'em

Side hustlers stole some of my shit, 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 *****, tell me, why you actin' so masculine?

Hmm, who the **** is he? Tell me, why the **** 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?

(Chorus: Snoop Dogg)

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 ****ing 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