ETA lyrics

[Intro]
(Haha, what the f—?)
(Haha, what the f—?)
Hmm (Haha, what the f—? Haha, what the f—?)
Yeah, yeah, huh, huh

[Chorus]
Huh, I jump off the porch to the Murci', I still got no mercy for no ho
Uh, I do not play ball for New York, but I just dropped a 30 near SoHo
Uh, I still gotta watch for them sharks when I’m deep in that water, it's so cold
Uh, your ho not gon' play her lil’ part, then it's, "Hasta la vista, so long"
Uh, f*ck, I'm throwed off, I got your ho goin' loco
Uh, b*tch, go home, I ain't pickin' up none of your phone calls
Uh, throw him some bread, he'll switch on his own mans
My car doors vertical, shorty, I'm pressin’ that button, so watch for your forehead

[Verse]
My mom done told me ’bout savin' my money, I’m spendin' that sh*t like a grown man
Just hopped out, floatin', I'm two blunts deep, and I’m too turnt up for the romance
Baby girl, let's come on then, let's get goin'
Sometimеs I get in my own way, but I'm just growin'
b*tch, go get in your own bag, my sh*t overflowin'
This b*tch must havе a diploma, that brain goin' dumb
Goddamn, real fast, we'll go pink flaming', runnin' from GSP
Real mad, I done missed out on an M, I was on DND
Hell yeah, could've bought three of your cribs off my DSPs
Goddamn, I'm tryna get rid of this b*tch, ho can't leave me be
f*ck the chains, I threw my advance in some real estate
Real pay, hop up out that, "Damn, boy, you really made it"
I know I'm not hearin' from they ass 'til I really make it
Stop, eighty-thousand from my head to my f*ckin' ankles
Wait, call the plug up, "What's your ETA?", hey
Might call your ho up, "What's your ETA?", hey
Wraith doin' donuts, feel like GTA
5$TAR, I got goin' up in my DNA
Wraith— Wraith doin' donuts, feel like GTA
5$TAR, I got goin' up in my DNA
[Chorus]
Huh, I jump off the porch to the Murci', I still got no mercy for no ho
Uh, I do not play ball for New York, but I just dropped a 30 near SoHo
Uh, I still gotta watch for them sharks when I'm deep in that water, it's so cold
Uh, your ho not gon' play her lil' part, then it's, "Hasta la vista, so long"
Uh, f*ck, I'm throwed off, I got your ho goin' loco
Uh, b*tch, go home, I ain't pickin' up none of your phone calls
Uh, throw him some bread, he'll switch on his own mans
My car doors vertical, shorty, I'm pressin' that button, so watch for your forehead