Incwell - Whiskey Power lyrics

I handle my B-I, so you can see why, they call me the east side, he fly touch of southern deep fried, Jimi and Whiskey in my veins theor the peace sign, I'm tipsy crunk band of Gypsy drunk go head rewind, SOLID, like them collared green looked, got the homegrown style and I'll probably keep cooking, the proof is in the pudding, and you'll too vanilla, I'm smooth as Etta James on the mic when I swell up, tailor-made they say the fame suited me, musically I bring the pain off the page beautifully, my work grew my pa**ion became lunacy, so when I'm in the booth I make fireworks Jubilee, Awthentik siced me, and sliced the beat nicely, and twop up the sample till it's pitched to the right key, I'm so sick I don't know I might be, the reason that you dry heave, I don't know it's likely