"Keep Up" lyrics

I don't know what you heard, I don't know who you know
I don't know where you got this information from
I feel bad for real, for real
This shit I just heard, this — shit crazy bro
I swear to God it's the craziest shit I ever heard, it's bums
It's like Brazilian, it's African, it's like European
It's everything, this shit is so crazy

Baby, whatchu waitin' for?
Can you keep my with my tempo? (Can you keep up?)
Can you keep up with my tem-po? (Can you keep up?)
Can you keep up with my tem-po? (Can you keep up?)
You—

Kept up with my tempo
Pink and white flamingo
Played you like Nintendos
Those Madlib instrumentals
Peek-a-boo, you special
Like Pikachu, not yellow
You're Rio like Janeiro
You feel way too mellow

People come and go (okay) (they come and go)
They got some time to grow (okay)
They gotta find their feet (okay) (gotta find their feet)
They gotta show the slow (okay) (gotta show the slow)
People come and go (okay)
They got some time to grow (okay)
They gotta find their feet (okay, okay)
They gotta show the slow (woah)

You got to, got to, got to grow
I shot you, mocked you, robbed your flow
I shot up with your tempo, slow
Grabbin' hips and you control
Bad like kids with vegetables
Acid tablet, festivals
African, your rounded nose
Broken planet, vegetables

People come and go (okay) (they come and go)
They got some time to grow (okay)
They gotta find their feet (okay) (gotta find their feet)
They gotta show the slow (okay) (gotta show the slow)
People come and go (okay)
They got some time to grow (okay)
They gotta find their feet (okay, okay)
They gotta show the slow (oh)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

They come and go
(Uh, uh, uh)
They come and go
(They come and go you know, uh)
Keep up with my tempo (Keep up with my tempo)
Yeah