(Verse) Running down the street, powder in my nose
All this energy, intensity, just waiting to blow
I feel so high, so don’t let me fall
Streaking never felt so right even when I hit that wall
Covered in the sticky shit I was drinking
Who let me hit this level, I must thank him
Empty cans all over my apartment
I’m so hot I’ll need the fire department!
Running in circles never felt so great
Spent all my cash on the shit, I broke my bank
What’s this sweet shit it smells so dank
I’ll have a headache in the morning, until then I’ll just chug this drank
Speaking of the product, I gotta be honest
I’m not spitting about chronic, or any narcotics
My chaotic rhymes must be a symptom
It’s called science bitch! I’m on a…
(Chorus) Sugar high, who needs a pipe!? I can get high by cleaning out isle 5
Sugar high, I’ve hit new heights, snorting sugar hurts, I probably could have skipped that
Sugar high, why risk life, you got to be stupid to make it ride or die
Sugar high, who brought this pie? I’m an American why can’t I fuck it?
(Verse) I’m like the unicorn of rappers
But I’m also an actor
Like the master of art, in an industry moving backwards
There’s lots of factors, that come into these songs
Like how much sugar you’ve consumed, and what level you’re on
You’d assume I couldn’t handle my shit, but you’re definitely wrong
You’re doomed to listen to every hit, like Eric’s basement with a bong
Raise up your energy drinks, and wear your candy thongs
I don’t care what you think, we’re going all night strong
Let’s get King Kong fucked! Like long, duck, dong
I started where I wanted but I ended up with SHOTS
My mind is getting cloudy, I can’t think my THOUGHTS
I can’t handle Coke, and you know I’m popping ROCKS
You would think I meant drugs, but like Borat, NOT
(Chorus) Sugar high, who needs a pipe!? I can get high by cleaning out isle 5
Sugar high, I’ve hit new heights, snorting sugar hurts, I probably could have skipped that
Sugar high, why risk life, you got to be stupid to make it ride or die
Sugar high, who brought this pie? I’m an American why can’t I fuck it?
(Bridge) Girl can’t you see, that I’m, so, high… I’m not tripping, just dishing, this dick in, your, pie. I wanna rub you, maybe fuck you, baby we’ll have a, good, time… When we wake up, save face girl, and skip, the I, love you line
(Chorus) Sugar high, who needs a pipe!? I can get high by cleaning out isle 5
Sugar high, I’ve hit new heights, snorting sugar hurts, I probably could have skipped that
Sugar high, why risk life, you got to be stupid to make it ride or die
Sugar high, who brought this pie? I’m an American why can’t I fuck it?
(Bridge 2) Girl can’t you see, that I’ve, gone, blind… I keep tripping, while dishing, this dick in, your, eye. I wanna touch you, if I find you, baby I’ll a, good, time… When we wake up, save face girl, and skip, the I, fucked up line
