GUESS WHO Lyrics

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