Lola Monroe - Tipsy lyrics

I dun got tipsy Feelin' an epiphany Vibin' like percep(?) Keep it gotta(?) like Nipsey Love in the club others couldn't be nominees You the one I call when she feenin' for that good beat You the one I call when she feenin' for that hood beat Still keep a raw vision never ever blurry Hot and (?) while he flip me over Give it right back while I take it like a soldier Feelin' so vicious he da strokes like a toaster Rhythm so vicious ride it like a rollercoaster For him I goes in might might go lower Swimmin' in it with chills like he mutha f**in' 'posed a Never felt the juice box and it got damn colder Bustin' like she needa keep a cartridge holder