What It Is Lyrics – Jaden

Another Saturday in love
But our love is slow
I hear Cudi playing in the pool
Let’s turn it up
Little dude, we don’t fuck with interviews
Not about to tell ’em what I didn’t do
She left through the bathroom window
I just found the city in the swimming pool

It’s the, sun bouncing off the pool
It’s the, cloud of smoke wherever we move
It’s the merry pranksters and trippy summer crew
I know it’s hot but we be keepin’ it cool
(Aye, Lucy)
It’s the, sun bouncing off the pool
It’s the, cloud of smoke wherever we move
It’s the merry pranksters and trippy summer crew
I know it’s hot but we be keepin’ it cool
(Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool)

(You Know my chakras)
(… at cinnepolis)
(Lindero) Boys

Summer days
My golf cart, that Lucy called, I’m on my way
Quick jumpstart, then my heart drowns (callin’ me)
But the way that swimsuit hugs your body, can’t wait
(She never been to the city at night)

The games over
The range rover, sport parked outside with a watch in it
In Daytona
And Denali beside me we takin’ over
We poolside, 818 sippin’, we hangover
There’s snakes in the sprinkler fresh grass
But I’m King Cobra
There’s copious things I couldn’t cope with
I’m cuttin’ corners
Imagination borderless
So, there’s a lot of things I’m bored of
Pink clouds fly above your house
I love your disorder
I just wish I woulda knew all the colors before

It’s the, sun bouncing off the pool
It’s the, cloud of smoke wherever we move
It’s the merry pranksters and trippy summer crew
I know it’s hot but we be keepin’ it cool
(Aye, Lucy)
It’s the, sun bouncing off the pool
It’s the, cloud of smoke wherever we move
It’s the merry pranksters and trippy summer crew
I know it’s hot but we be keepin’ it cool
(Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool)

I feel obligated to slip into pocket
And spit knowledge when I’m not
Star gazing and bar raising
I’m playing guitar for prisons in Haiti
I’m sunset chasin’, its wavy baby
Bands set up in the basement
If they talking crazy, we can go give ’em something amazing
I seen it between the matrixes
They still riddled on the basic shit
Like girl’s fragrances and federal reserve
Don’t go inheriting shackles on the vernacular
Ancient batteries buried in Africa
History is cappin’ it’s been ass backwards
I just saw a pterodactyl
The whole world’s fractal
You can see it if you’re tactical

Summer days
My golf cart, that Lucy called, I’m on my way
Quick jumpstart, then my heart drowns (callin’ me)
But the way that swimsuit hugs your body, it can’t wait

I’m on the way
I was conversation with sunflowers

You are, you light up the room
Girl you are
Speaking in code, like it’s QR

The boys lookin’ at the moon

So what, I rather be in Exuma
I might sing about you too much
(I might sing about you too much)
Can’t wait, but this one is newer
(Still singing in my room)
London
I had a bottle of somethin’
The uni kids thought I was bugging’
Face painted blue and I love it
I didn’t have a clue
(What I wanted)
Fears, man I had to confront ’em
Turns out they didn’t want nothin’
Didn’t want nothin’ but I will be callin’ your bluff
Your shit is bad and it’s comin’

(Fuck)

Sunflower get covered by the rain shower
On a layover 6 hours