Mcy Ghost – I need a drink (The Story MixTape) Prod.by Rocker Vybz Lyrics

(Intro/ 1st verse:)

Shitt 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 shitt got me strong

doing the shittt upgrade I make the souls bleed

if u dd ask what I mean niqqa I’m on fleek

click click these hoes come suck my dick

cookie pin so tight ain’t sucking no pudding shitt

(Hook)

aaaaa she fell in love with my kicks

I’m the shittt the realest in the shittt

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

(Chorus)

bitch huh I need a drink

Huh I need a drink

Dj Mugo  I need a drink

(Verse)

I want no bitch 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 massive tip

btch I need a drink

I’m riding on the shittt

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 shitt 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 whore sex chatting on the phone

get cold like a freezer but hot like a stove

so sad I’m introducing your bitch to an expensive store

she addicted no competition I’m on the mirror on the wall

(Hook)

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 bitch with no ass 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 shitt

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 shitt I’m a murder achierver Mcy Ghost the believer

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