Sunny D

(Yeah) sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk

I-i-i got issues so I put 'em online
You wouldn't last a second living in my mind
You call it mental, I call it a good time
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God

So if I'm falling off the deep end
I'll probably do a couple things I'll regret
Winder city, you can't see it
I'm surrounded by these feelings I don't catch

I'm on fire, live my life like I might die today
Marijuana hit me harder than a tidal wave
Yeah, I might do it just to prove I've got expensive taste
Prada and Louis, yeah, I'm so bougie (yeah)

Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk

It feels so killer, I swear this room would drop dead
If I had a dollar for every DM I get
I could buy you out of all of your debt
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk

I'm on fire, live my life like I might die today
Marijuana hit me harder than a tidal wave
Yeah, I might do it just to prove I've got expensive taste
Prada and Louis, yeah, I'm so bougie (yeah)
I'm on fire, live my life like I might die today
Yeah, I hit different 'cause I'm riding on a tidal wave
Yeah, I might do it just to prove I've got expensive taste
Prada and Louis, yeah, I'm so bougie (yeah)

Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk

I'm gonna jump into the deep end
And break your heart into a million pieces
Blow me a kiss, baby, I'm leaving
Got everybody in the whole place screaming

I'm on fire, live my life like I might die today (like I might die)
Marijuana hit me harder than a tidal wave (tidal wave)
Yeah, I might do it just to prove I've got expensive taste
Prada and Louis, yeah, I'm so bougie (yeah)

Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk

Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk
Sugar high, pop one in the backseat, oh my God
Mix it with the SunnyD, miss me with the pillow talk