Mcy Ghost - I Need a Drink lyrics

sh**t on the wall got blood on my toes where I stand its dots on a mall I'm all that the devil means I fight so close tell me when I'm wrong damm sh**t got me strong doing the sh**tt upgrade I make the souls bleed if u dd ask what I mean niqqa I'm on fleek click click these hoes come s** my dick cookie pin so tight ain't s**ing no pudding sh**t aaaaa she fell in love with my kicks I'm the sh**tt the realest in the sh**tt got them running around like a sophisticated chick come I play you leave you with something thick on your wrist ask what she is she the broom I'm the stick I'm a builder I need a brick the hate you speak making me close to cross the sea damm these hoes in the club trynna play the trick b**h huh I need a drink Huh I need a drink Dj Mugo I need a drink I want no b**h in my bed coz I'm a freak I stretch go beyond Lil Moniez with the dick self employed pretend to wall with a stick come play on my shoulders that a ma**ive tip btch I need a drink I'm riding on the sh**tt yeah I understand if u wann take a pic I'm busy working riding on the ship run niqqa yeah getting thousand in a week run everyday everytym niqqaz wish Me sick uhh gotta get me quick I'm dashing with your sister hard to judge and compare when u ain't in the pic my music is soul u can't listen and call do it again I'm on it I try my sh**t gets blown turning right turning left always getting shot go down get up like mmmm must fall Lil Moniez Lil Moniez I'm calling on your mummies untouchable niqqa getting mornach of moniez niqqa so humble and serving like Jesus on the cross almost joined it signed bhy nah soul for a loss I'm on like a who*e s** chatting on the phone get cold like a freezer but hot like a stove so sad I'm introducing your b**h to an expensive store she addicted no competition I'm on the mirror on the wall damm yeah niqqa bang coffee or shot you doze in bed money come playing music keep playing (hook) gun in my pocket when I'm walking in the streets I'm lit I'm cheese I'm a niqqa they stalk me in the streets your b**h with no a** looking like a stick I'm so real not ill don't need btches with lipstick take a virgin to my crib so sudden she mum sick got a plan next time she bring mummy to the crib my version is too long btches say I'm thick km tired of these games imma play the beats I'm a kid I know but I'm the sh**t I'm sweet rap low bullshtt that I speak post a tweet notes on get zero retweets what's this you know erybody follow me problem on my shoulders pretend like my feathers birds of the same .....flock together want more than weezy sh**t I'm a murder achierver Mcy Ghost the believer yeah