Sugar High - Ayre

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