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(Ahem)
Don't front it
Crisp on hunnit (aye)
Don't run it
Risk don't run it (aye)
Going stupid just so motherfucken dummy (aye)
Goin stupid just so

from deep inside a den she smartly made
Field notes required, I hold my pencil tight
And write these words along the crisp blue lines
Soft renardelle

to make fun of my lisp yeah yeah
Now my vocals sounding too damn crisp yeah yeah
I'm just talking my ish yeah yeah ou
Let me talk my ish yeah yeah ou
Mind

sticks (Eh)

And this Gucci on my flesh
Make my penis look crisp (Looking crisp)
If you talking out yo ass
Call you donkey you like Shrek (Yea)

Bitches

I'm Bacon; I'm juicy and crisp
I'm Bacon; don't you forget it
I'm Bacon; eat all you want to
I'm Bacon; and I really love you
I'm so mouthwatering

and profits, all a young nigga really want
Paradise, under the sun
Recognise, I'm number 1
Roll the dice, man I take the risk
I'm so nice, I'm just so crisp
I

Really grinding For this Rollie
Dripping on the wrist and it's crisp
We Ball I Count The money and Skirt Off
I fucked the bitch her skirt off
Drilling a Op

Crisp
Keep that shit coming
Been so long, I hit her with that shit
I left that bitch running
I'm icy now
It's cold as a bitch
I leave my shit running

They love how I swoop in, want me save the day
She wanna be my boo because I got paid today
I'm getting blue chips in a major way
I move too crisp

and mek we bounce to dis
All around di globe, people get hype mek we bounce to dis
It sound so fresh and it sound so crisp mek we bounce to dis
Hands up

my heart oh


Spending my last card my queen I Dey check up on you 


my last card Na to check up on you


Everything nice everything crisp

in this whip
She blow me kiss uh
She ain't worried bout shit
Only bout my wrist
Mink on my fit
Feel way to crisp uh

In this bitch I feel way too crisp

just the fire raps
Got me so crisp looking too litty
Shit got me so crisp looking too litty
Too litty

Looking too litty
I gotta let 'em know I'm too

seat
To that kick drum beat
Something bout those James Taylor records
And that crisp white tee
Yeah I was lost and then you made me see
That’s when I

I just feel alive
Spend another night
Yea, yea, yea, I like that
Keep that in there

I just be makin' the hits
Countin' the paper it's crisp
I just

the rivers flow
Earnest desires come back to life
Bringing back the passion inside
Hmmm

Hope is when you glimpse the sun rising
Hope is the crisp sound

Track: “Blasphemy (feat. Bue) [prod. Jaysea & Bri Crisp]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”

do this man!

I don’t have time for this.

Sargent!

Sargent!

Sargent!

Sargent!

Sargent!

Sargent!

SARGENT!

[PART 2: BRI CRISP, THE SARGENT

Listen
Hey
Six six six
Услышав woosh man do high knees
Ведь мы пакуем эту зелень
Мы пакуем в creepy crisp
И ты услышишь этот клик
Да я devil triple

please
Crisp, Crisp, everything nice and crispy
Ò dẹ follow me (leave other guys and follow me)
Won't waste your time now I won't waste your time
I won't,

пофиг
Не будешь пить колу ты и хавать crisps
Хи, эй

Украду твои подарки, будто я Гринч
И у тебя не будет Merry Christmas
Не будешь пить колу ты и хавать

forget the shame
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit (Aye Aye)
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Call me irrelevant while I just stick

forget the shame
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit (Aye Aye)
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Crisp
Whip
Flip
Shit
Call me irrelevant while I just stick

split it and you burn it to crisp, burn it to crisp

Take a look in mirror and remember now what you did, what you did
Spirits in the air, time will spin