Drunk - Michael Christmas

I’m bot to call every singel girl in my phone

Tell every singel one that: I love you

Czu I do, I really do And I don’t know how I’ll get home but

But know I;

m now alone, gotta bunsh the niggas with me And they are on the same ball

Drunk walking in the street, they crazy, but they’re mine

I’m stumblin drunk, I just do up Can’t feel shit, fucking not

I;

m with my niggas, I wish for bitches

A public pissed it, no body whitness,

In Brooklyn looking from the diamonds pages

We roll and do my hood

Rolling down somebody…

But I ain’t show no fear cuz the elby I got it;

s cheaper

I;

'm like a super man with the hands on like

I thought that… but

That’s a couple steps I gotta marsh it We feel like we don’t walk therty minutes still no progress

Some calling, our shit it’s good…

She said she talk to me when I gte in the house, pissed

Cuz I ball down, fucked up wow

So now I have to stop for a minute

Call my ex say I love her, I ain’t finish

I’m bot to call every singel girl in my phone

Tell every singel one that: I love you

Czu I do, I really do And I don’t know how I’ll get home but

But know I;

m now alone, gotta bunsh the niggas with me And they are on the same ball

Start to rapping with a whole goal

Though I gave some change yeah

Get that niggas twenty bangs, it’s like all my money main

I gotta get to well I’m getting quickly

The hunger kicked, acting like I need the snichers

The girl at the party was like where you going niga

But they only try to fuck in my bed miss ém

So much, so much I love you so much

And thou it’s late on night

I call your phone and ovre for…

Send me news try to sell me pretty donouts, hello

Bitch don’t hang up