Drink

[Hook 1: Leach]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a

[Verse 1: Leach]
Pass me the bottle, I'ma down it
Then I'ma waddle to the floor 'cause I gots to get down, man
People say I have an accent when I rap, I'm just drunk, bitch
I don't give a shit, fuck that
I'ma strike back like a speed bag
I must be the best, every day is my day
So I pour another shot, then I'm sippin' from my cup
And I'm rollin' around, hell yeah, that's what's up
And I like the music loud, never turn it down
Gotta feel the sound and I'm talkin' right now
And I'm droppin' me the Jack 'til I am not comin' back
If I end up seein' black, I'ma lay it on the track
I'm attackin' this motherfucking flow 'til I'm done
But I'm never done, this shit just begun
Man, I'm feelin' sprung like I'm number-fucking-one
And I'll do it 'til I'm gone, gettin' motherfuckin' numb

[Hook 2: Leach & DNA Tru Lyricist]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, (DNA) drink, (Tru Lyricist) uh
Yeah, what, uh, I think I need a

[Verse 2: DNA Tru Lyricist]
I think I need a drink, faster than I can blink
Maybe the Margarita, pour in the styrofoam and I'ma fill it to the brink
Then kill it 'til it sinks, to the bottom of the cup and I'ma fill it back up
With a Bud Light Lime, the thug life fine
Livin' every bit, I'm 'bout to get into the Fireball and Dr. Pepper
Got me feeling like Dr. Lecter givin' a psychological lecture
Like Michael, I ain't gotta run to catch ya
I'm the one who like to put the nectarine up in my screwdriver
Ooh, that'll really get me amped up more than a forty ounce Old E
Back in the day, [?], walkin' out the store
And I don't give a fuck who feelin' me or not 'cause I'm buzzed out
Wreckin' on the track with Leach, and I'm back to preach
But first, I need a little [?]
Take another drink and then I be fallin' on down out of my seat and then I- hah

[Hook 3: Leach, DNA Tru Lyricist & Diogenes]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, (Sup bitch?) drink, I think I need a
(Drink), drink, (Give me a) drink, (I need a) drink, (I want a) drink
(I really) Drink, (All the time) drink, drink, (Bitch, I think I need a)
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye

[Verse 3: Diogenes]
Drink, now let me get my drink on
Get a little weed and I light a lit space wand
Causin' so much damage in the club, turn it to a public outcry
Feeling so deluded, make me feel like I'm strong like I'm Popeye
Feeling really agitated, aggravated, hesitated
Took your main bitch 'cause she was domesticated
I'm a veterinarian, the best kind
She ask for my phone and I put it in her behind
Give her the peace sign, smokin' on the spinach
Pussy so fat, she could feed a whole village
Dry pussy bleedin', plug it with the [?]
Bitch too hot, I fuck her with an ice pick
Rippin' up [?]
I'm fucked in the head so I take another hit
I need another sip of the [?]
Watch out for your bitch, 'cause I'm eating her too

[Hook 4: Leach & LîL hØllÖw]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, (Aye) drink, (Aye) drink, (Aye) drink (Aye)
Drink, (Aye) drink, aye, I think I need a

[Verse 4: LîL hØllÖw]
Little bit of Codeine to OD and sip
Pickin' up a forty for DNA, shit
Rollin' up an Oz for Leach to get lit
Stalkin', lookin' for a shawty to put in my pit
I been feelin' drunk and lonely and dry on my dick
Fuckin' pull up wit your homies, gettin' shot and they dip
I could blame it on Peyote and chug a whole fifth
Of promethazine with ketamine I stuff in my swish
Now HØllÖw been wasted
Hangin' in a basement
Drunk from the hatred
I been feelin' so amazin', hoe
All my blades serrated
Blood drip in a basin
Fuck you and your cadence
Homie, HØllÖw gettin' faded, yah

[Hook 5: Leach]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a

[Verse 5: Lyr1c]
Caught in an illusion
It's the liquor in my system, that's my conclusion
Causing pollution in my fuckin' body, got the fuckin' shot mysterious
From the liquor that I'm using, that's my solution
Grab the fuckin' Gin that I found at the bottom of the bin
Lookin' for some fun, but the bartender sayin' I'm done
I don't give a flyin' fuck, so I'm jumpin' off of the counter with a knife and a gun
[?] I am 'bout to have a body
With another syllable, I grab another body
'Cause I'm lookin' for the Molly but I don't have the money
Money, yes, so, I think about the drugs
And I hit 'em with the rugs, now I'm lookin' for that rush
And I'm 'bout to fuckin' crush with the ultimate speed of the Ecstasy
Finna be comin' to break this shit but I'm comin' to kill 'em all next to me

[Hook 6: Leach]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a

[Verse 6: Sketti]
Give a little Smirnoff, I'll rip her fuckin' skirt off
I'm Howling Mad Murdock when I get the first shot
Poke a bear with the stick, a motherfuckin' earthshock
Care for a [?]? You gon' get the fuckin' burst Glock
Dare for a hit? Better check the back door's locked
Got a cup of Gin, it got me thinking 'bout [?]
Whore shot, you're not in my fucking Porche, huh?
Speedin' down the street, I got them runnin' for the forth time
Damn dawg, my speech gon' be slurred a lil' bit
'Cause I'm off of the drinks, so thank God that I'm lit
I'ma take a breath, the lines are melted in sync
With the words that's coming out my mouth as I think
Leach, MSL, gotta make our way to Hell
'Cause we hit 'em with the bars so hard that they fell
I think I need another drink

[Hook 7: Leach & Sketti]
I need another drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a
Drink, drink, drink, drink
Drink, drink, drink, I think I need a