a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bri crisp & the sargent - how it is lyrics

[intro part 1: bri crisp]

yeah
yeah, yeah
hey, hey
who in…
who in here?
who in here?
who in here?
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: bri crisp]

ain’t afraid to die i prolly cannot even wait inside
i’m patient
frame the situation kind of like escaping life
my hatred might just be a product of the cycles i am caged inside
i p-ss away from decaying pathways leading to my trachea pipe
my place in line decided by the way that i come back and haunt you
feel the chills inside a dark room
on the white trash like a shark tooth
the internet ain’t ready for the art boom
got these people doing drugs
until they feel like cartoons
ain’t afraid to wait until internal organs start to break
i’m not ashamed
we tend to overrate the greatness that we call awake
i’m maintained in a state of vegetation
came to say it’s great
and if you hating on the placement we could re-arrange your face
it’s the crisp young spirit
the kids gon’ fear him
you trying all this screaming but they just don’t hear it
when i’m done sleeping
the crisp unleashes
pull up as a ghost with a crisp appearance

[hook 1: bri crisp]

we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(know they still won’t love me!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(know they still can’t touch me!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(they ain’t sh-t ain’t nothing!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
we gon’ tell ’em how it should be
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(know they still won’t love me!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(know they still can’t touch me!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
(they ain’t sh-t ain’t nothing!)
we gon’ tell ’em how it is
we gon’ tell ’em how it should be

[verse 2: the sargent]

we gon’ tell ‘em how it is
we gon’ show ‘em where it at now
sargent in this b-tch
while the crisp in the background
been on the grind
time to show ‘em all what that ‘bout
engine been ready
think it’s time to bring the gas out
sargent settin’ course records
with no effort
hotter than tryna’ cross a desert
in a sweatshirt
too hot think i broke the thermometer
too raw promise you don’t f-cking want it, bruh
young k!ll flows
ill poems
rhymes clean and he still dope
real hard
you a d-ld-
soft sh-t
don’t you try to f-ck with the boss b-tch
your b-tch swallow all my offspring
you not sick
i jot this in a hospice
i’mma do this till i’m gone
tune in to the music of god, uh

[hook 2: the sargent]

y’all know the deal
it’s the ‘y’ to the ‘a’ yeah
we been out here
finna do it ‘till the grave yeah
tell me how it feel
think it feel so great yeah
‘boutta get real
yeah we coming any day now
y’all know the deal
it’s the ‘y’ to the ‘a’ yeah
we been out here
finna do it ‘till the grave yeah
tell me how it feel
think it feel so great yeah
‘boutta get real
yeah we coming any day now

[hook 3: bri crisp & the sargent]

we bring the bars to your door like it’s halloween
we get the club bouncing up like a trampoline
got your life balancing on a balance beam
the only way that this end is tragically
we act erratically
who gon’ challenge me?
crew no average team
bring the cavalry
pull up with a gallon of gasoline
and bring those bars to your door like it’s halloween

[outro: the sargent]

y.a

- bri crisp the sargent lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS