That’s the Shit - Sasha Keable

Palm trees, blue sea

White sand on my TV

Wish away your loves in your condo (condo)

Or we can get high on the concrete

Show off, show me

What you got that I need

You can buy your bottles at Mayfair

But imma 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 bus to Nunhead

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

I, I, I, I, I, oh

I, I, I, oh I

I, I, I, I, I

I, I, I, oh I

Ooh I, I, I, I

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