Lyrics Gibberish - NotThatGreat

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, we speakin' that gibberish
Just like I'm halfway illiterate
All of my songs you be feelin' it
Yuh, I be gettin' to the bag
Yuh, I be stackin' wit' my friends
Yuh, on my song, what I say
Yuh, you don't know what I'm saying
Yuh
Yeah I be speakin' that gibberish
Just like I'm halfway illiterate
All of my songs you be bumpin' it
All of my songs you ain't gettin' it
All of my rhymes you ain't gettin' it
Yuh, yuh
No you ain't gettin' it
Yuh, all of my rhymes you ain't gettin' it
All of my rhymes you ain't, mmh-mmh
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay)
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh, they speakin' gibberish
Yuh, they speakin' gibberish
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, they speakin' gibberish
Yuh, they speakin' gibberish

They speakin' gibberish
Beat is so candy it's sweeter than licorice
They speakin' gibberish
Nigga you hearin' this
Stackin' my money I'm makin' my vigorish
They speakin' gibberish
I'm goin' vigorous
I'm goin' dumb, but I'm lackin' the ignorance
Fly to the sun, they gon' call me Kid Icarus
I'm lackin' diligence
Eat up the meat they can call me carnivorous
Beat is so cold that you shivering
Better watch out cause' niggas be niggering
Ain't no snakes in the grass, they not slithering
Ice on my neck you can see that bitch shimmering
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay) (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay) (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Yeah (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Drip on the beat
Don't slip cause the shit so cold, cold
Yeah, you tryna' hop in the booth
But you too old, old, old, old
Yeah, niggas try to catch me like Sonic
You too slow
Gotta pick up the flow cause' the beat so fast
And my flow so slo-o-o-ow
I'm tryna get to the cheese, I'm stuck here learning Chinese
I'm sweating it's eighty degrees, smell like you need some Febreeze
You cannot keep up with me
Throwin' up four's on Three
(One, Two, Three)
Paparazzi taking pictures of us
Walkin' down the street they can't get enough
Simple syrup, this ain't lean in my cup
Nigga you know wassup, Oh woah
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
(Oh, woah, Oh, woah) (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)