BYE
 作词 : Jaden Smith/Peder Losnegård
 作曲 : Jaden Smith/Peder Losnegård
Laying down in my bed at 4 a.m we get up
Let's get up we're forever
Let's take a drive feel alive let's just be together
Us together nothing's better
You got those eyes like the sky pretty butterfly
I got the sunset on my mind your body so divine
So just call me when it's late send a text I'm coming straight to you
'Cause you've been MIA girl you flaked on like a date or two
I know you're sick of falling in love but girl that need to be us
Out on the beach having fun the weekend just ain't enough
For you this may be speaking in tongues well how long will be up
All she told me was "Bye-ye-ye"
Missed calls on your phone you probably never see 'em
Never see 'em got no reasons
Heard you got a new man wouldn't wanna be him
Even though I gave you all my love all my love
All my
All my love all my love
All my love
All my love all my love
All my
All my love

I'm feeling Santa Barbara strong

She got her face in a phone she got places to go
Well at least let me take you home
There's some tequila in here I'm not tasting it though
And I'm just letting you know
Hollywood is not full of diamonds
So hold on to someone good when you find them
Don't stop fires thunder and lightning

Don't you just wanna run away
I know you're sick of falling in love but girl that needs to be us
Out on the beach having fun the weekends just ain't enough
For you this may be speaking in tongues well how long will be up

All she told me was "Bye-ye-ye-ye"

"Bye-ye-ye-ye" "Bye-ye-ye-ye"

"Bye-ye-ye-ye" "Bye-ye-ye-ye"
All my love all my love
All my love all my love
All my love all my love

All my love all my love
Ever since the sixth grade

Woo

I've been gettin' s**t 'cause a n***a love how you talk risky
A couple lessons had to learn quickly

On how you spit written so sickly in sixth grade

Woo

Gym class they don't never pick me
Nah
But that s**t is long in infinity
Flex

Who knew we'd put on in the city
We been a wave

Heard you got a Range now
Range
New York in May

Strawberry wave I got a

She got a Range

Strawberry she got a

I'm a daze now too many days now

Too many times I walk this road
I got a strawberry haze
You know
Coyotes chasing me

Wave strawberry I got a
Got nothing to say to you girl
I got a strawberry

You got me test up like I'm a motherf**ker on the way

And won't you text me

Get f**king engaged

You got six whips in the gate
Hope you just remember this face
Ever since backstage

Flower to the wrong girl n***a I was that crazy

Never thought we'd never ever turn eighteen

My mistakes made me we had a bad day

Trey turned an island to an ashtray

I was leaving paintings in your mom's house
I sure would like to think that we would be happy f**k

I sent a text to you that was last week

Ludacris straight to Westlake put they lights up they won't catch me
No

Baby I tried

Off of movies and boat rides

You say you had your own life

So now I'm just saying
Strawberry strawberry wave

I shoulda

I coulda

She got a break now
I need a

Strawberry wave

And won't you text me

Get f**king engaged

You got six whips in the gate
Know you just lying to his face