Feat Father John Misty
(Verse 1: Kid Cudi)
In my head your smile appears clear
Wish it was my imagination
But in a way was a dream
Your eyes they tell it all, all and yea we got a good heart
And we’re smart, you gotta go relate on your soul
But that's what turns a nigga on, strong
‘Cause you gotta have your probably never, find out ever
I admire from afar, star
Keep going, none of the things you do it
You got it going on for later
(Hook x2)
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady
(Verse 2: Kid Cudi)
How'd you get so fuckin cool?
Fools pop tryna spit at you daily
The price you pay cause you're hot
Has anyone told you that you're fresh as hell
And I dig the way you wear your hair too
It makes you look more mature
See I just want to be a man, and
I think you can be the one to guide me
But who the fuck am I kiddin?
And you know to say I’m wild boy
We’ll be worried, come around and favor
You got it going on young lady
(Hook x2)
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady
(Verse 3: Kid Cudi)
You turn a nigga on, these feelings I have
You'll find out never
Unless you're clever
I’ll admire from afar, star
Keep doing all the good things you're doing
You got it going on, young lady
(Hook x2)
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady
Jesus Christ, girl!
You got it goin on young lady