That’s the Shit

Palm trees, blue sea, white sand on my TV

Wish away your loves in your condo

Or we can get high in the concrete

Show off, show me what you got that I need

You can buy your bottles at Mayfair

But I'ma stay soft for the party, why did you complain

You know those bottles cost more than your wage?

That's the shit that gets you high

We don't even really know why, oh why

That's the shit that makes you fly

Have you ever wondered why, oh why

You want two things, a couple drinks and a quick fling

Can't seem to find someone stable

'Cause keeping up your pants, you're unable

Pulls a man from early, but he fucks you on the cab journey

Now you're all alone in your own bed

You had to get the night busting one head

Why did you complain?

He filled your cup just so he could get brain

That's the shit that gets you high

We don't even really know why, oh why

That's the shit that makes you fly

Have you ever wondered why, oh why

That's the shit that gets you high

We don't even really know why, oh why

That's the shit that makes you fly

Have you ever wondered why, oh why

High

High

Oh, why

High

High

Oh, why