Gibberish (feat. shen, Joy Boy & K Paige)
Ayo
This the remix
This is Aero the Prophet man
You listen to Aero the Prophet?
Yes sir
Shout out, shout out Amherst
Shout out, shout out Shane
Shout out Alex, shout out Karly
Ayo man, let's go
Everybody wants a piece of me, they treat me like some cake
I always put my socks on before I jump into the lake
All these people actin' friendly just to go and get a taste
My tooth does not know how to copy
So how the hell my tooth paste?
I take the shot and never miss, they call me K. Durant
Fools be gettin' high off weed, but we smoke deodorant
I always wear my poker face so they can never call my bluff
I'm trynna chase the bag, but I just ain't fast enough
Although you will never catch me, slippery like Vasoline
I thought vanilla was a fruit until I saw vanilla bean
I asked my girl how was the sky
She said, "you can see the moon"
She said it was chilly out though, so I went a grabbed my spoon
You want a spoon? (ha ha)
Little or big?
You got me lookin' at the moon and thinkin' it's a guinea pig
Please excuse me (what?)
I got two bad eyes
But my A, E, O, U, Y is lookin' pretty hella fly
Buzz, buzz
Time to get one hair cut
Buzz, buzz
While I eat my donut
Uh, hello?
Wait is it still my part?
Yes
Gibberish, ice up on our necks it gets so shiverish
Lookin' at my big ol' empty plate, I gotta fill my dish
Aero the Prophet blowin up, just like a pufferfish
Rappin' so crazy and it all sounds like gibberish
Soup can, soup can, fly like a toucan
Swoop in and save the day like I was freakin' Batman
Walkin' down the street, with the Vans on my feet
Then we bust up the heat, like 21 Jumpstreet (chicapow)
Conversation, conversation what you talkin' 'bout
Cash rainin' down, got no drought
These hunnies come over, and they want to see my flower sprout
Tell 'em to back the F off before I shout
I'm ramblin', it's scandolous, best stuff I ever wrote
Your girl is always mad yeah, that's an Alex quote
I don't care, I don't care, if you don't like me I won't know
These girls are always chasin' me
Got lasagna on my coat
What you Garfield now?
It ain't Monday, fuck you thought
Get that ugly, Odie ass out my face, you weren't taught
Even John couldn't save ya, you're gonna get fought
Call me the animal catcher 'cause yo' ass got caught
Gibberish, ice up on our necks it gets so shiverish
Lookin' at my big ol' empty plate, I gotta fill my dish
Aero the Prophet blowin up, just like a pufferfish
Rappin' so crazy and it all sounds like gibberish
Yessir
Oh shit
Yeah, yeah
C'mon
They gon' think I'm MLB the way they watch my stance
Got you actin' like a zombie the way you in that trance
I've been runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' off with the bands
Gonna kill my mom and dad, collect their life insurance (yeah)
Walkin' through town with two left feet
I turned the bunny mode on, so I can hop on the beat
I got a buddy back home, yeah he's allergic to wheat
My whole squad go up, we fly like parakeet
I drive on autopilot, I don't use my mirrors
Catch us cruisin' downtown sippin' on draft beer
Shout out the homie Austin, he ain't got no ears
We got reptile blood, we cry alligator tears
I went and chased this life, now I'm stuck like a Band-aid
I'm married to the cash, Ben Frank's in need of a bridesmaid
Outfits always drip, designer brands always displayed
If I put on some more water I'ma turn to a mermaid
This the remix
This is Aero the Prophet man
You listen to Aero the Prophet?
Yes sir
Shout out, shout out Amherst
Shout out, shout out Shane
Shout out Alex, shout out Karly
Ayo man, let's go
Everybody wants a piece of me, they treat me like some cake
I always put my socks on before I jump into the lake
All these people actin' friendly just to go and get a taste
My tooth does not know how to copy
So how the hell my tooth paste?
I take the shot and never miss, they call me K. Durant
Fools be gettin' high off weed, but we smoke deodorant
I always wear my poker face so they can never call my bluff
I'm trynna chase the bag, but I just ain't fast enough
Although you will never catch me, slippery like Vasoline
I thought vanilla was a fruit until I saw vanilla bean
I asked my girl how was the sky
She said, "you can see the moon"
She said it was chilly out though, so I went a grabbed my spoon
You want a spoon? (ha ha)
Little or big?
You got me lookin' at the moon and thinkin' it's a guinea pig
Please excuse me (what?)
I got two bad eyes
But my A, E, O, U, Y is lookin' pretty hella fly
Buzz, buzz
Time to get one hair cut
Buzz, buzz
While I eat my donut
Uh, hello?
Wait is it still my part?
Yes
Gibberish, ice up on our necks it gets so shiverish
Lookin' at my big ol' empty plate, I gotta fill my dish
Aero the Prophet blowin up, just like a pufferfish
Rappin' so crazy and it all sounds like gibberish
Soup can, soup can, fly like a toucan
Swoop in and save the day like I was freakin' Batman
Walkin' down the street, with the Vans on my feet
Then we bust up the heat, like 21 Jumpstreet (chicapow)
Conversation, conversation what you talkin' 'bout
Cash rainin' down, got no drought
These hunnies come over, and they want to see my flower sprout
Tell 'em to back the F off before I shout
I'm ramblin', it's scandolous, best stuff I ever wrote
Your girl is always mad yeah, that's an Alex quote
I don't care, I don't care, if you don't like me I won't know
These girls are always chasin' me
Got lasagna on my coat
What you Garfield now?
It ain't Monday, fuck you thought
Get that ugly, Odie ass out my face, you weren't taught
Even John couldn't save ya, you're gonna get fought
Call me the animal catcher 'cause yo' ass got caught
Gibberish, ice up on our necks it gets so shiverish
Lookin' at my big ol' empty plate, I gotta fill my dish
Aero the Prophet blowin up, just like a pufferfish
Rappin' so crazy and it all sounds like gibberish
Yessir
Oh shit
Yeah, yeah
C'mon
They gon' think I'm MLB the way they watch my stance
Got you actin' like a zombie the way you in that trance
I've been runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' off with the bands
Gonna kill my mom and dad, collect their life insurance (yeah)
Walkin' through town with two left feet
I turned the bunny mode on, so I can hop on the beat
I got a buddy back home, yeah he's allergic to wheat
My whole squad go up, we fly like parakeet
I drive on autopilot, I don't use my mirrors
Catch us cruisin' downtown sippin' on draft beer
Shout out the homie Austin, he ain't got no ears
We got reptile blood, we cry alligator tears
I went and chased this life, now I'm stuck like a Band-aid
I'm married to the cash, Ben Frank's in need of a bridesmaid
Outfits always drip, designer brands always displayed
If I put on some more water I'ma turn to a mermaid
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Writer(s): Eric Johnson
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