Las Ovejas Mueren (Sheep Die)

Lyrics

[Intro] Huh, yeah Smoking the purp, sippin' the Wok Pop on the block, pop on the block I'm sippin' the Wok, hm, I'm sippin', yeah [Verse 1] Why so impatient? Think he mad about his current status Keep puttin' on them fake impressions, that's gon' take you places Check what my name is, I'm not famous, wonder where I aim at? He say his pistol drawn, I know that's pencil, where that fade at? Go 'head, just throw that shade back, yo' bitch and me go way back How dare I even say that, thought you might enjoy the playback Wonder how I make bread, I don't, that's why I starve like stray rats Somehow it always seems like, I'm the one that gets my payback [Bridge] Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that top Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, dance on my cock Green light, give it gas, bitch, don't stop Smokin' on flock, 'bout to Kodak Bop Get me that, get me that, get me that guap Boy kick rocks, how I ball, call shots Money bag, money bag, money bag shop Body gon' drop like NASDAQ Stock [Verse 2] Green on me, CeeLo, rob like De Niro I put the pump to his knee and I D. Rose Unload then reload, turning the keyhole Play my cards right, I could buy the casino Bitch, never sleep on my dick 'cause it's woke Inhale my nut like some blow, numb throat White girl on puro Colombian coke By the way that she choke, I can tell she don't smoke, huh, yeah Don't call me Drake with my woes, hyah Shawty just won't let me go, hyah This ain't that difficult, bro, huh You on some simple shit, moe, huh I molly-whop him in his sweatshirt, uh That .30 gon' make sure your chest hurt, uh His blood 'bout to give him a red shirt, uh He flexin', put him on a stretcher, uh These niggas still think they so clever, uh I pick up the pack like some legwork, uh You know I do art, you can't censor, uh I painted her face, it's my best work Like a soldier, my bitch gon' say "Yes, sir" I don't even respond and she check first Wrong as fuck if you think we can network You suck dick so I know that your neck hurt [Interlude] Ayy, yo, all you SoundCloud artists, man Get the fuck off my dick already, bro Go shave your fucking eyebrows, idiot Aha, "Look At Me" [Outro] Gi⁠—gi⁠—gimme that, gimme that Boy—boy—boy kick rocks, how I ball, call shots—ots—ots Money—money—money bag, money bag shop—op—op Money—money drop like NASDAQ stock—ock—ock Cee—Cee—CeeLo—Lo, rob like De Niro I—I—I—I—I—pump to—pump to—and I D. Rose Cee—Cee—CeeLo—Lo, rob like De Niro I—I—I—I—I—pump to—pump to—and I D. Rose