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bri crisp & the sargent - bartier sargi lyrics

[intro: bri crisp & (the sargent)]

who f-ck with the youngins?
who gon get the blunt lit?
dutch in abundance we come up with something pull up and it’s bumpin’
(sargent and brian that’s success.)
(sargent and brian that’s success.)
(sargent and brian that’s success.)
(sargent and brian that’s success.)
(sargent and brian that’s…)
(sargent.)

[hook part 1: bri crisp]

who f-ck with the youngin’s!?
who gon keep the blunt lit?
dutch in abundance we come up with something pull up and it’s bumpin’
f-ck these -ssumptions
look at my age and my color
got yo b-tch under the covers
get on the mic and it’s murder
p-ss to my brother
bartier margarine
you thought it was b-tter

[hook part 2: the sargent]

the sargent and brian that’s success
got the crack frying in the dungeon
raps on attack
shorty stay pumpin’
-ss fat
-ss fat
shorty got a pumpkin
don’t f-ck with the best
young and i’m blessed
i’m not impressed
f-ck a check
b-tch i’ll f-ck up a set
f-ck with no meds
blunt to the head
f-ck what you said

[1st verse: the sargent]

f-ck all that whack sh-t you represent
they pick the next act you irrelevant
you ain’t even write it
you ain’t even sellin’ it
y’all some p-ssys y’all fake as the president
lil -ss b-tches ain’t f-ckin’ with nothing they celibate
well the h-ll with it
they sleepin’ on him no melanin
young mellowed king
you lookin’ for real?
well h-llo ‘den
what the f-ck you want?
i only spit bars
what the f-ck he on?
something wrong with the sarge
bri f-cked around and a devil was sp-wned
the world in my palm
sargent stay armed
if they don’t gimme what’s mine i’m taking it
don’t stay to script
i’m way too lit
young graciousness
ride the wave wit him
the most amazing pen
word

[hook part 1: bri crisp]

[hook part 2: the sargent]

[2nd verse: bri crisp]

young dungeon master
blunts are fatter than the -ss on marie shara
pova
supernova crisp
light the sky
high as hundred ladders
burn like acid
giant stuntin’ on you b-st-rds
walk the earth like i am hagrid
top tier
you just stuck with average
smoking out whips that can’t p-ss the inspection
broke and still p-ssing out bars no attention
sick with the pen
i’m full of infections
writing my lyrics compensate for depression
i will be legend
i be the devil
i be the rebels in blue when they winning
and when they are not i be the red ones
king james
no lebron and no kevin

[hook part 1: bri crisp]

[hook part 2: the sargent]

[3rd verse: bri crisp & (the sargent)]

i be posted rolling wrist on bartier sargi
(got her wetter than the ocean or a lil yatchy.)
hotter than a sauna in the lobby of the carlton
(coming at ‘em like the pilgrims to the parliament.)
out of control
(i lost my mind.)
eyes can’t stay focused
(ain’t got the time
i’m working some soul.)
i’m working my abs
i light up the gas…
(y’all ain’t no match
ersatz blast…)
…out all the chatrooms
can’t put us down even when you in the bathroom
(leave that sh-t with the nose drip.)
blow a half a raccoon like a vacuum so crisp
(got white skin but the flow sick.)
yeah we take flight no lotus
(oh sh-t ersatz back with that dope spit.)
spit that commotion drop ’em like they sippin’ on poison

[hook part 1: bri crisp]

[hook part 2: the sargent]

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