Lyrics Rick and Morty - Moxas , Gawne

Morty
Rick?
Hey Morty

Lately, I′ve been causing drama
I'ma ruin your life, like I′m Karma
Fuck your bitch without a condom
Now you call her baby mama
Now I'm a very proud father
Met a shawty in Boston
Said her name is Osama
Head she gave me was bombing
I ain't talking marathoning
I′m just talking Bin Laden

I don′t think with my noggin (Boucher)
I've been rapping like Bobby
Momo-momo-momo
Everything I do is for mama
Everything you do is retarded
Every verse I lay is a W, Lupe
All you be layin′ is goose say
It's ′cause all of your shit is just garbage
Like it was written for Blueface
You got some generic content

All they ever do chasе is commas
All I evеr chase is Heaven's gates
I′m tryna be the greatest ever if being honest
Life is a race in a two-lane
But not a school in New Orleans
I'm up at two in the morning
Put tin' in work ′til I′m yawning
Competition, they be snoring
Sleeping on me like a Pokeball, unleashing Snorlax
My flow is very nice; my name a Borat

I was a doormat
We were stuck whipping in Fords and exploring, tourist
But I'm not Dora
Used to deliver them pizzas
God man, that shit was so boring
Nothing that I could afford then
I was still itching for more
Put my pen to the pad until it made me a quarter
Millie no, Bobbie off touring
Now I drive around in foreigns (hmmm)

Shit was imported from Florence
500 horses peeling off at every corner
Quarantine in a DeLorean
It′s got a peel to the cornea, coroner
Says that I'm fixing to visit the Morgue
′Cause I'm living for the reckless euphoria
I′m popping pills with my bitch named Victoria
37 Florida water for story
'Lorida
Yeah

Lately, I've been causing drama
Ruin your life like I′m Karma (brrrr)
I give a fuck about commerce
Rather they′d pay me in homage
Middle finger to the label
They tryna keep me in bondage (ah)
But I'm not a slave to your product
Look at you, made me a monster

Yeah
Look at you, made me a monster
I might dip out with your momma (ayy, yeah)
Hop on some shit and I just get to
Spittin′ like I was a llama (ayy, wait)
Tell me she love me, she love me
I told her I don't want no drama (ayy, wait)
Homie was sentenced
We split that shit up like I′m a fucking comma (ayy, yeah)

And now I'm out here running up a check
I might kill a bitch like I was working at a vet
Everybody talking but they talking on the net
And if I go to take a shot you better know I′m getting that
No cap and they flow lacking, too easy (yuh)
Please nigga, no traction, won't beat me (huh?)
That'd be what I do for the bag
Only tell the fucking truth of my rap
You should be moving it back

′Cause if I move I′m about to move to attack you
Move the smoothie, better Google my past
It's really brutal and that
Won′t stop when I (what?)
Go pop and if (yeah)
I go and travel through dimensions I'ma do it with swag
Got your bitch, I′m pushing you from the back
I'm kinda rude and you assuming the fact

I been cooling with the crew and if you stupid
Get to spewing shit
Then you are just a fruity kid and true to
Doing all that shit you do when you dead (prrrr)

Yeah
That′s 6K (yeah)
I've been in the field like six days (uh huh)
Yo' new shit got six plays (ay, what)
No devil shit, man, I′m just saying (uh uh)
I begin to crib and I′m just praying (huh)
Say you're better than me, hope you just playing (nah)
Automatic with it man, I′m just spraying (ay)
In my bedroom with your bitch laying
Bitch aiming

Lately, I've been causing drama
Ruin your life like I′m Karma (brrrr)
I give a fuck about commas
Rather they'd pay me in homage
Middle finger to the label
They tryna keep me in bondage (ah)
But I′m not a slave to your product
Look at you, made me a monster

Boom
Big reveal, I'm a pickle
What do you think about that?