This is a song about "Tipsy"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

While all those ships go tips(y)

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

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking

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

Stamp no lick her,,tipsy off the liquor,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

I be simply sippin whiskey tipsy from the fuckin liqueur

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

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly