They're Listening / F.R.G. II (feat. Skirt Steak)

I'm moving weight, I'm ballin (Balling!) Bitch call me Jim Jones Target practice, red shirt Bitch call me Ken Bone Don't wanna get #metoo'd Asked her if I can bone (Please) Got her high in Michigan Bitch got Flint-stoned (I'm sorry) I know I don't make six digits but Shit my dicks big, 2020 vision (What else?) I'm artistic and in addition Got your bitch in her feelings Huh? Okay I don't play those games imma punch you in the face A. Hole Chip wanted man in 50 states Say my name bitch you end up in a grave You will wave all the way from pearly gates (God damn) She call my dick Skippy, she like my penis butter (Mmm) I kiss her left titty, I'm doing right by her Got two bad bitches, beneath my comforter (Yahhh) They real sisters, I'm undercover brother One take steak right here, one take jake Ay Uh Ok... OKAY It's the adderall admiral (Pop it) spitting complex algebra Your bitch said my dick tastes like collard greens and casserole (Smoke!) I took me a capsule, with no hassle (Nope nope) Then I nut all on her face while she feeds me pistachios (Drop that bitch) She call my dick Smuckers, her ex-man jelly (Jefe) Made her pussy squirt a storm, call that halle berry (Myrrh) This ain't goldeneye, desert eagle multiply (Listen) The money piled up on my golden table like I'm Mordecai I put fire to the furnace like Hephaestus Your bars like brain cancer, asbestos I could never wife a thot, on my momma Unless she got that bomb Bin Laden, Osama (World trade center) Shameless bitch iced out Eliantte New bitch resemble Ariana Grande Thank you next, I just want the neck Know they're listening but don't wanna cut the check Free Rands Gang, till I fuckin' die I apologize, I put my kids in her eye I'm married to the game I hope that that explains I'm doing this for the love of music not the fame Skirt Steak, I'm a simple man I want my bitch to feed me eggs then pull down her pants I know they're listening to us, what else could explain All the biting going on, just enjoy the kings god damn For every three L's get a W I'm A.Hole Chip bitch, who the hell are you Hippy bitch treat my dick like edibles I just wanna fuck a MILF, no Oedipal YAHHHHHHH Had to do my adlib for a whole bar Through the wire, scarface like Omar Waving at these Spanish bitches like Hola Waving at these Spanish bitches like Hola Let me put my platáno in your chocha Come sit that fat gatta on my boca Chain smoking back to back in the house She got cocaine in her nose She got blood up on her blouse All the pills and booze you doing like you think it's on the house I thought I was into you, but I think it's time to bounce I never give a bitch nothing but my address Maybe an Uber XL if she undress Been in this game since 2013 From the streets of Soweto we've seen some shit you won't believe like, uh Seen some shit you won't believe like a trick that's up my sleeve Tell that trick it's time to leave, right Tell that trick it's time to leave right Tell the boys to roll the weed right Don't act like we ain't back for the 3-peat Shacksquad 2021 We're in this bitch