Guess Who

Hold up Morty
Turn up my vocals a little bit
Thats perfect
Go get me another bottle
Thanks you little bitch

Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in this bitch
Bottle in my hand cause I gotta stay lit
Do 120 flyin' round in my ship,
We bout to get schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick

I wake up and get out the bed, grab a half empty bottle, I'm downin' the rest
Put my face in the table and snort up kalaxian crystals
Yeah they got my heart pounding out of my chest
Feelin it dribble, it's hittin
Now I got the sauce like I'm drippin, in every dimension I visit
They breakin' necks just to witness, stoppin and starin, they know that I'm different
I get it, just know if I said it, I did it, I'll create a problem and solve it, know Jerry is livid
Sorry but I still ain't quittin, just sippin, I'll kill you if you ever sit where I'm shittin
That really is none of your business, don't get it twisted, yeah
Know I still sit with my daughter and turn on the cable, we flippin until I pop out

Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in this bitch
Bottle in my hand cause I gotta stay lit
Do 120 flyin' round in my ship,
We bout to get schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick
Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in this bitch
Bottle in my hand cause I gotta stay lit
Do 120 flyin' round in my ship,
We bout to get schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick

She can't keep her hands off my Johnson, I got the Citadel lit now they moshin,
Ain't jackin the flow I don't care bout what's poppin
They keep on askin me what am I doin, like bitch I'm just squanchin
Ugh, fuck the Federation, they better face it
I got the key, you can't have it, I'll pass it to my generation
Prankin' the president, flyin the spaceship, uh
Blast off, I ain't tryna link no daps, boy you better step back, keep your hands off
Couldn't touch my flow with a 20 foot pole in a 1v1 standoff
No co-sign, no handoff
Built like a slim jim, ain't nothing slim when the pants off
I'm the motherfuckin villain that you can't stop

Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in this bitch
Bottle in my hand cause I gotta stay lit
Do 120 flyin' round in my ship,
We bout to get schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick
Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in this bitch
Bottle in my hand cause I gotta stay lit
Do 120 flyin' round in my ship,
We bout to get schwifty, fuckin up shit
Really gettin sick of the god damn smiths
Some are not bad, but Morty you a bitch
Wubba lubba dub dub, get off my dick



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