Pickle Rick Rap - JT Music

I’m a pickle!

Why?

Because I can, bitch

Not the kind that you put on your sandwich

No hands, but I can manage

This isn’t natural, but I feel organic

Fermented in the finest brine

I’m the kinda pickle that gets better with time

Get on my level, you scared of me?

What?

I’m a nutcase, fuck therapy

Cool as a cucumber’s composure

But you know me, I don’t keep it kosher

I’m not for lunch, but I’m on a roll

Don’t want it sliced?

You want it whole

I’m going right down the gutter

If I’m not home by five, call a plumber

This pickled-Rick is thick in girth

I can’t be flushed like a resistant turd

I been putting in a lot of work and labor

As pickle Rick — pest exterminator

Roughing up rats and roaches

In a exo-suit, buenas noches

Hack and slash the pack apart with blades

And nail the fattest rat like a wall display

Gotta jet, but I’d love to stay

Want a nibble of this pickle?

Not today

Oh Solenya, how you haunt me

Now I know what makes you salty

Threw away half my sandwich, uneaten

Oh Solenya, wretched demon!

Pickle parkour!

Flippin and shit

Russian thugs — say goodbye to your kids

I made a death trap of your embassy

You see any double-A's?

Give them to me

Then I’ll waste you with my laser

Today, Jaguar won’t be your savior

A pickle knows how to get a russian flustered

And if I get shot — just apply some mustard

Pickle Man, this isn’t personal

Oh jeez that’s so original

You’re an action movie cliche

I’ve never died, and won’t today

I must avenge the death of my daughter

Look at that, we’re both terrible fathers

Let’s team up — we got the same agenda

«Farewell Solenya»

Rick can pick a pickle

(Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Pickle, pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick can pick a pickle

Rick