My Rick gleams, I rip seams, I kick dreams
Splitscreen, I rip cheese
Don't rip deems
In ripped jeans, I flick beans
She kiss me
Flip script like Mike Jones
It's fiction
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Rick gleams, I rip seams, I kick dreams
Splitscreen, in ripped jeans
Don't rip deems
She kiss me
Flip script like Spike Jonze
It's history
I've been smoking gas like an AM/PM pump
She said "How high?", when I asked her to jump
Skip like bruce, check out my ketamine-sized lump
So unaware when they ask me how I know
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh ohh ohh