Jaden Smith - Young & Reckless lyrics

Young, young - fresh, fresh Reckless, reckless - reckless, reckless Young, reckless, hit you, put some ice on it Got a bet, homie, roll some dice on it Yeah, I'mma ball, mamacita you look nice on it O, and Chaos made the beat, but Teo put some spice on it Yeah, yeah, my vocal sound nice on it Yeah, gets really cold her at night, don't it? Yeah, because you chilling with the coldest Man, I spit you knowledge cause you need to know this Man, you listen to these lyrics, you say k** the kid that wrote this Man, I write my opus, man, my book is open All you jokes lokers, hokus pokus, s**y models poke us You disloyal punks, you laughing, I don't understand your jokes But I'mma keep it moving How you gon' tell us that we not the dopest? Jab you in the face just to show you where the rope is Man, you talking future, homie, we probably the closest But why this girl texting me asking where all her clothes is? I'm losing my focus, these rhymes are provoking My arms are convulsing, how many times have I wrote this? Wait, I think I'm straight losing my memory But that'll be the thing that make sure you remember me You jokers stupid like drinking Hennessy, go to Tennesse Think you better than me? Well, homie, let's just wait and see Cause I'm young, young - fresh, fresh Then we reckless, reckless - reckless, reckless Young, young - fresh, fresh Then we reckless, reckless - reckless, reckless I flip words like light flips of a disco Got a prom then let's go, shooting of like a pistol You gon' make it rain, well, I ain't afraid of no drizzle You keep rizzle, I keep you checked with the shizzle Drop it all just to go pre-order the trizzle Cause you don't know jack about that Tesla Cause I just came back with my fresh cut So guess what, man, I'm walking with my chest up The bu*terfly doors make a joker look fresh, huh Johnny Depp steez, get off of the steps please We get all the fish in the sea cause we on jetskis Smith cool as the Gretsky's, we back back in the West Indie's Making some fresh tee's where the pigs can't arrest me Your mic dusty, you sure rusty, you jokers must be On vacation cause you can't touch me, it's ugly I flip words like kickflips in the 'burbs Like nothing you've never heard, a Jazzy Jeff when he turns Man, this kid is absurd, where'd he get all these words? Probably from them stupid books he's reading And imprints on his shirts Like you don't know jack about that new school Jokers from way back complaining we too cool We reckless