[Verse 1] 2 A.M. on a Sunday House party in the Hollywood hills Cobblestone in the driveway I hear the parents got family wealth They had Cristal, perfect skin, smoking on Virginia Slims Ask me for a light, I comply What your name again? She not from Cali, only here for the week And crashing at her parents cottage out in Sagamore Beach Where the water is sweet Purple silk in the sheets Where they blaze every day And they soak in the eve You know luxury problems They know McDonald's and ramen They got jacuzzis and saunas My bank account got no commas And it's sh**, it's the type of living Not everybody's given But everybody in it knows everybody in it But that's the way it go when credit don't got a limit, you know What good it soil when there's nowhere to grow [Chorus] Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Guess they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school [Verse 2] She said she wanna be a normal girl And live a normal life And meet a normal man And make a normal wife Live in an average house Maybe work a 9 to 5 I mean in theory, though really, that sounds nice But they'll be no more taken jets to Paris and Kanse No more family trips to Bali, Morocco, Japan I know you want it all The yachts and catamarans Don't you love that feeling of digging your toes in the sand She tell me, "It ain't always perfect, but sh** it's always worth it." I said, "Let's ride tonight" She glad I changed the subject Cause all she really want is someone to hold No good in soil when there's nothing to grow [Chorus] Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Guess they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school [Bridge] Private schools chicks really know how to win it Private schools chicks really know how to win it Private schools chicks really know how to win it Private schools chicks really know how to win it Private schools chicks really know how to win it Private schools chicks really know how to win it They'd rather be fake if you try to hit it Cause private school chicks got enough as it is [Chorus] Like a deer in the headlights She was blind to the street life She don't know what the world like Guess they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school Guess they don't teach you much in private school Private school Private school Private school