Video Sarges Plan de Abid 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abid - Sarges Plan Lyrics

[INTRO: THE SARGENT]

Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Yeah
Uh
Yeah, spitting that
Uh
Uh

[1ST VERSE: THE SARGENT]

Missed it
Missed it
Missed it now they listen to me
Like the way I rip it when I’m spitting that heat
I been moving hard now they fucking with me
Yeah
Used to all the hate it ain’t nothing to me
I don’t need nobody plenty of blunts in the sea
Used to be shy now I move suns when I speak
You can see it in my eyes fire in abundancy
Who gon’ fuck with me?
Bitch we run these streets
Oh…
[HOOK 1: BRI CRISP]

Sarge's plan
Sarge's plan
Sargent told me where to spoke
I been smoking clog the bowl
I still live down West Hill Road
(Ay, Ay)
Spell it C.R.I.S.P
(Ayy!)
Fuck her then I disappear
(Oh!)
All my bitches nipples pierced
And still…

[2ND VERSE: THE SARGENT]

Got a bad thing I’m a rap king
Like a Mac 10 what the Mac send
Bring it back in
Send ‘em packing
With they whack trends
Fuck your faction
Everlasting
Shots blasting
Main attraction
Fire till the track ends
That’s what happens
When I’m craftin
‘Till my back bends
Like this my last pen
I’mma take shots
Like blat blat
Getting’ love off a Snapchat of my last track
You gon need a gas mask
To Match that
Don’t make me grab gats
Blow your face off
I’m Ray Charles
Don’t see y’all I’m way gone
On a spacecraft
I’m Adolf
The good twin
Brady with the trade off
[3RD VERSE: BRI CRISP]

She say "crisp you funny!"
I tell her I'm young Farley
She ask when I'm goner
I say shortly
I got a Sargent
Yeah he control the army
I'm sorry
Only fuck with Mary got no time for no molly
I been on my shit
Like popping rocks it hits
Apocalypse I'm charging in
Chomping kids young hippopotamus
Young erotic spit
Dodge like Vaughn the kid
Jot the ghost of Vonnegut
Crisp been gone for awful long but always following...

[HOOK 2: BRI CRISP]

Sarge's plan
Sarge's plan
Your bitch been hitting me all she wanna do is smoke
Tell her a million times that that ain't how it go
Yeah she want bread she want that dough!
Spell it C.R.I.S.P
Wanna be the blunt that The Sargent lost at sea
Who stopping me?
Young Socrates
Fuck a bitch while she on her apostrophe
Stealing cover arts with no apologies
[4TH VERSE: THE SARGENT]

Been eatin’
I’m still starvin’
Three eyes
Like the 08 big three in the garden
I’m so great don’t hear no hate
I’m propane
When it’s sparkin
Fuck whole game
Get it started
Don’t fuck with The Sargent
Yeah always hit my targets
Yeah head shots when I send em
I was down
But I been up
I grew wings
Ascension
If we’re playing soccer I’m ‘bout ten up
Pages burn up when I spit
See flames in my iris
Every line said
Every rhyme spit
Sarge the finest
Flow timeless
Ah

[OUTRO: THE SARGENT]

Who gon’ fuck with the kids, yeah?
Who gon’ fuck with the kids, yeah?
Who gon’ fuck with the kids, ah
Please don’t fuck with the kings

Don’t fuck with The Sargent
Don’t fuck with the Crisp
Body’s in the garbage
Then Brian fucks your bitch
Blunted in the whip
Always on some shit
Yeah we too legit
Yo’ bitch on the tip