This is a song about "Tipsy"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Even though i don't ask them, or do when i'm tipsy

See, i like the person that you are

Stamp no lick her,,tipsy off the liquor,

I'm a little tipsy right now, imma spill more, from the same city as millard fillmore

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

He slips it in her drink, now she's tipsy and she's fast swoon,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

While all those ships go tips(y)

I be simply sippin whiskey tipsy from the fuckin liqueur

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister