作词 : Josiah Bell/Jaden Smith/Omarr Rambert/Raury Tullis

作曲 : Josiah Bell/Jaden Smith/Omarr Rambert/Raury Tullis

Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the ruler

Should've went to Harvard like Yara, I could school ya

So mundane when I'm off the medulla

The **** top five? My nigga, who's cooler?

Crying on the plane, young boy gon' do it

Dollars loose change, got a thing in Saint Louis

I'm just tryna make a name in the music

I'm driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden!)

Once upon a time I was the coolest

Valentine's Day just came, got her tulips

Now I'm on the PCH cruising

If you ain't with the tie dye,

Well, you better move it (You ain't with the tie dye?)

They wonder how I do it, how I do it

You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I'm fluent

And it's fluid, ha, yeah, it's cruise shit

And I ride more waves than a cruise ship

I got Calabasas going stupid

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling

This feeling (No cap, no cap)

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling

This feeling (No cap, no cap)

Look, no gravity, wavy baby, the ICON

So happily, spit a verse as long as a python, uh

You can't understand the heights that my kites on

Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol

This is like Fight Club, for the written words

Spit a poem, in reverse

You probably couldn't spit a verse (Nah)

Yeah you did it but I did it first

If I'm looking for a copycat, I never gotta search, it's right here

Man I can make the pain disappear, for your nightmares

Still inside of dreams when I cry tears

Light years away from the Earth

Said I'm flying in the higher sphere, criteria's too serious

I told you niggas the flow was growing delirious (Woo)

Floatin' pyramid, the Sphinx's water erosion with no ocean

I swear your mind's Slowpoke and I'm not joking

And if the hook wasn't coming, I'd be still going

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling

This feeling (No cap, no cap)

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling

This feeling (No cap, no cap)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

The Hills can't hold me

I sip slow, your window hit with rocks are flowing

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I swear I ring your doorbell, girl, your momma knows me

Girl I'm probably just gon' walk 'em all alone and feel the pain

I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feed my needs

A young sophisticated one, only queens could see

It bleeds with ease, into a nice evening

The Shangalana Vana, Heaven, what's between her knees, I need to see

Need my wings, I need to eat

I need completed pictures, memories

It's fading, oh babe, you know I'm crazy

In the time of Summer hazes

I know a lotta figures talking 'cause they need the key

Know a lotta niggas testing but believe in me

More wet than your every flow, when I sneeze you geeze

Please believe, you rolling with some G's Louise

I like to let it all burn like Ebeneze

And give a speech on my Martin Luther

Lose a tooth inside the booth

And you know he only spitting the truth

In the gold vision, you living proof, ayy waddup?