Cheap Whiskey 70's Riesling

[Part I]

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]

This beat is so cold

Yeah

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]

And it's always the hardest thing

Your blood is runnin' all in me

Wish I had a chance to write ya

I wish I didn't look just like ya

At times, I think it haunts me

Cheap whisky runnin' all in me

Wish I had a chance to like ya

Wish I didn't look just like ya

[Part II]

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]

And won't you listen, won't you listen

Pay attention, they hear me

I'm on the road to riches, bagging gold out the pigment

Fuckin' with you jokers only gave me a good laugh

Had to give up smoking but I'm puffing this good stash

Woke up in the chocha

What the fuck is my name, bitch

Feeling on my aura

Holy shit, I'm the greatest

Walked up in your function

Fucking up all your Lays chips

Product of the 90's, I'm surprised that I made it

[Hook]

And oh, oh, oh, if Papa could see me

We probably share a toast over 70's Reislings

I'm trying to get ahold of these demons

It ain't easy

And oh, oh, oh, if mama ain't love me

I'd probably be

I'd probably be robbing and cheating

Tryin' get ahold of these demons

It ain't easy

It ain't easy

It ain't easy (Nah)