E.T.A Lyrics

Don't ask what I'm doing

Bitch I'm getting to it

Run it like Nike just do it

Taking pics like he a shooter

But he ain't gone do it

Lil boy wtf is you doing

I just measured his head with a stick

Line his ass up with a mf ruler

And I never cared much bout ya clique

Cuz I only be around robbers n shooters

I just caught me a Vic

Might jus hit a lick

Kno that I stay with a script

Know that I stay with strap

My Glock in my lap

I'm bussn this bitch off the rip

Run to the money like Mitch

Pass bro the glizzy n that's an assist

Stand over don't do no attempts

Vince carter I jump out the gym

Loving on th bitch he simping

Fuck real good then I keep shit pimping

I might t' up no Lipton

Live a suite life man I feel like Tipton

Gotta keep a gun on my hip

And I keep a gun on my bitch

Ride fa my brudda can't switch

Blue face on me no crip

Na

Shorty wanna fuck cuz my pendant

Eater lil bitch

Mary Jane all in my system

Cross me turn you to a Cristian

I know some breeds from the village (nigga)

Me n foenem inna A tryna scratch off on a chase

Sliding through yo gangways

Catch that that ass no CTA

This a corvette not a straight

Do the dash like GTA

Drop the lo' n ima let you know what's my E.T.A

Vamanos top me up lil baby ion got all day

Heard you fucking for a dollar

What you gone do for them new J's

Keep my heat just like Udonis

I can't switch up like D. Wade

Feel like Dolph bitch I'm sticking to the money I get paid

She like dreadheads with the fades

Goofy nigga you got waves

Heard you tryna ride my wave

Don't got no ship then you gone sink

Bad bitch pussy pink

I might fuck if it don't stink

High as hell sipping lean

I might fall no orange leaves

Chopstick speaking Japanese

Better bow down when we greet

All my niggas bussn juugs I put 4000 on the link

My vv's make her cream

Put it in her make her scream

Free la Freddy it get scary

Shorty pop up in yo dreams