[Chorus] Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...(Repeat Chorus) Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...[Verse 1] Late night creeping, sun kissed sky breaking, 605 East, where the bassline's shaking. High Tide vibes, waves in the air thick, Cali dreams dripping, man, it feels slick. Neon glow bouncing off the concrete walls, Palm tree breeze in the late night calls. Disco to Hip-Hop, they spinning it live, Arts District energy, we came to thrive. Frozen cocktails, Frosé on chill, Pink flamingos watching as we dance at will. Glassblow nights, the smoke meets sound, Underground legends from all around. From Thursday to Sunday, the pulse don’t sleep, Deep in DTLA, where the culture’s deep.[Chorus]Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...(Repeat Chorus) Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...[Verse 2] Backyard jungle with a tropical view, From noon 'til night, it’s a whole new hue. Boom bap cracks with the DJ's spin, You feel the bass rumble from your soul to skin. Sip slow, vibe loud, locals on deck, Murals come alive when the sun sets. Bar staff snapping, cocktails tight, The whole block buzzing when we pull up right. Minimal cover but the max appeal, Authentic LA, no Hollywood reel. Vinyl meets vision, speakers blow truth, Legends and rookies relive their youth. Art meets action, from rhyme to beat, High Tide ain’t a bar, man — it’s a heartbeat.[Chorus]Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...(Repeat Chorus) Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...[Verse 3] Glass in the air, toast to the moment, No dress code, just vibe and own it. From the Metro walk, it’s a five-minute slide, Where the east meets west at the edge of the tide. Sunday’s cool down, but the speakers stay wild, Day parties bloom with that Cali child. Private party hostin’, full bar flex, You can rent the whole vibe — no stress, just checks. No valet, but the street knows names, Art on the walls, not just in frames. From rooftop flows to dancefloor heat, Every soul feels found at this 4th Street beat. So pull up strong, don’t miss the ride, Catch the wave at the venue called High Tide.[Chorus]Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...(Repeat Chorus) Jump, sway, hands hit the rooftop, Westside rhythm, never gonna doze off. Funk rap energy fills the city heat, High Tide the spot on 4th Street.[Soulfully Singing]There's No Party, Like A High Tide PartyThere's No Party, Like, A, High Tide Party...
