Galaga N a R O (Ft. Nephew, Rickmantis & Vaporize)

Shoutout to Obidiah that nigga come with the fire
Wait, pull up with flat tire
My niggas is gettin higher
Oh, now it's Jeremiah
Now I'm back with the crew
Ooh, what it do
What it do
What it do
All my niggas got the flu
And I got the fucking clue
They really tried to rebrand and dude I keep it true
I'm on my way to my dues
You get confused
It ain't hard to choose
Tune it to the news
I'm seein' blues
I'm runnin' wit the [?]
Jimmy Butler the Sixers
I'm heatin' up
Need me a fuckin' elixir
I tried to miss her but
I hit the swisher
Everything that I pitch yeah I'm witcha
I'm comin' through with a mix of cannabis on my lip
I'm medicated from thе tips
I insist
Meditation on the hips
I think I got the clips
Oh, I got thе whips
[?] at the heart of this
They took my shopping list
In the abyss it ain't hard to miss
The runners with the chips
Either way I'm [?] this
Somehow I'm gettin' crossed in this
I'm tryna author this
Uh, in my shell it served me well
Water sing like Adele
All our lines parallel
So go and wish me well