You got the cash, well I'm about to come in and embezzle, man
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I put the bass up in your face
And you feeling it treble
You jokers corny like kettle
My super flow is so Olympic that I need a medal
Pop out the bushes like "Hello!"
I reach for the top and never settle
You say you rock, you a pebble
I rock and roll, I'm heavy metal

Where are you now?
Where are you now?
(I'm whipping it)
Sitting back
Listening, where are you, where are you now?
(Whipping it, butterfly, butterfly)
Where are you now?
Falcon, Falcon, Falcon

There's cops on the road (fuck 'em)
There's cops on the road
There's cops on the road, fuck 'em
There's cops on the road, Falcon
I'm on the move
Cops on the road, douse 'em
I got you all bouncing, Falcon

I am not afraid to walk the lonely road
I'm so curious of where we go, oh
Who really cares, we won't be there
When kingdom comes, it all falls down

Cops on the road
I hope wherever you are
You can see all of the stars, constellations
I'm impatient, you are
Beautiful (beautiful)
You should know (you should know)
Wherever you go, I'ma follow
Wherever you go, I'ma follow
My heart is so hollow, I'm high as Apollo
Seventeen, having problems with all of them models
Who got the red bottoms and bottles
We gotta go skrt, hand on the throttle
Oh only you, could hold me down
What do you think that I'm doing when you're not around?
I'm just at home by myself
Or out with them girls, but we both know that doesn't help me
No, no I'm ready to go
So much better than before
Nigga said I wasn't dope
But now my head is on the road

Bounce (got me swerving on the road)
Bounce (all them cops is on the road)
Bounce, Bounce (cops, Falcon)

Back and I'm relaxed in East Atlanta
I'm an African American a variant to what my city's like
The world's going to hell
I just roll up the gas
And pass it all around the circle for my day one homies
Oh, you acting like you know me
Remember when I was so lowkey
Chill in the cut, with a doobie and a cutie
Man I got a live life, I know they gon' judge me

But that's a necessary evil
And I was gonna sin like people
I'm living a lie, trying to do this right

Go mama do your dance
Need my money in advance, the Louie V pants
I'm never playing 'bout my bands
Kick in your door, "Doo! Doo! Doo!"
With the tool in my hand
Raury they don't understand
We had to stick it to the man
We 'bout to hit the road
Get the money where I can
Let 'em hate on this event
That's just a piece of the plan

Breaking news
There seems to be a high speed police chase
Heading northbound on the Los Angeles 101 freeway
There seems to be two cars trying to outrun police officers
With falcon winged doors
This is interesting stay tuned

Do you remember now?
Sorry
How did she kill you?
The boy who chased the sunset until it chased him
The boy who had no fear until he faced them (sometimes you can't)
The body whose words seem to never make sense (how did you die?)
This is 90

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jaden Syre Smith, Raury Deshawn Tullis, Timothy Murdock Suby