Herbs by ATHRV, BHUVXN Lyrics
Ay, This ain't no farewell
Just some words to shake bells
For the ones who come and take care
When it rains hell
It's rare as hell
So it's fair, well
To embrace stems
Growing with you, not against and
Rooting for you when your race is left
Bro, fuck them kids in the basement
Yea, they get it
Didn't write it but they read it
Got the humor that made Reddit
And I got your back like a paid read head
When your face is redder than a Spain festive
Oh wait
No milk for the snakes in here
And for the boy who put the bass in it
We'll be okay cause ye said it
But it's fucked up that a stuffed up bat
Got the moments cutting one buck half
Just for laugh gags, i must've spammed
All yellow hearts, like a mustard jam
Now the jam is done
If they got fire, i'm a dragon lung
I have more tea, wubba lub dub, dab
But i'll puff puff pass till the past is poof
Just let it go, let it burn
Getting dough when it hurts
I'm staying low with my herbs
Staying low with my herbs
Seven-o-seven, bonds
Never told, never turned
I'm staying low with my herbs
Staying low with my herbs
It's fun to see
When OCB's burn to free
The OCD's earned from these
Old cd's turning weeks
Of going hard or going home, but
We should turn down for what
Beg your pardon?
We're riding out to get low, uh
This is how we roll, blunt
Motherfuckers call it wiz-craft
Art of dealing with the teenage
Or the leaning on the knee age
When you're seeping with the feelings
With a simp tag
Or you're beating up your image
Trynna keep up with cliches
And it's feeding on your freedom
Causing mis-match
Both of your bitter ends are meeting
And you're dimming out in these greys
The universe shaded
This damn world with
Creating a pit
Where bonds are won
And everyone is bond
Some bad at heart, some back bones
Some back stab and some band aids
Some back you up like a pack o' wolves
Some back it off when their back aches
Some balance up all the black days
Some ballet dance or your damn grave
But that is what brings the balance
That is what brings the balance
So let it go and let it come
We're getting dough
When it hurts
I'm staying low with my herbs
Let it glow and let it burn
It's never sold
Forever though
I'm staying low with my herbs
Just some words to shake bells
For the ones who come and take care
When it rains hell
It's rare as hell
So it's fair, well
To embrace stems
Growing with you, not against and
Rooting for you when your race is left
Bro, fuck them kids in the basement
Yea, they get it
Didn't write it but they read it
Got the humor that made Reddit
And I got your back like a paid read head
When your face is redder than a Spain festive
Oh wait
No milk for the snakes in here
And for the boy who put the bass in it
We'll be okay cause ye said it
But it's fucked up that a stuffed up bat
Got the moments cutting one buck half
Just for laugh gags, i must've spammed
All yellow hearts, like a mustard jam
Now the jam is done
If they got fire, i'm a dragon lung
I have more tea, wubba lub dub, dab
But i'll puff puff pass till the past is poof
Just let it go, let it burn
Getting dough when it hurts
I'm staying low with my herbs
Staying low with my herbs
Seven-o-seven, bonds
Never told, never turned
I'm staying low with my herbs
Staying low with my herbs
It's fun to see
When OCB's burn to free
The OCD's earned from these
Old cd's turning weeks
Of going hard or going home, but
We should turn down for what
Beg your pardon?
We're riding out to get low, uh
This is how we roll, blunt
Motherfuckers call it wiz-craft
Art of dealing with the teenage
Or the leaning on the knee age
When you're seeping with the feelings
With a simp tag
Or you're beating up your image
Trynna keep up with cliches
And it's feeding on your freedom
Causing mis-match
Both of your bitter ends are meeting
And you're dimming out in these greys
The universe shaded
This damn world with
Creating a pit
Where bonds are won
And everyone is bond
Some bad at heart, some back bones
Some back stab and some band aids
Some back you up like a pack o' wolves
Some back it off when their back aches
Some balance up all the black days
Some ballet dance or your damn grave
But that is what brings the balance
That is what brings the balance
So let it go and let it come
We're getting dough
When it hurts
I'm staying low with my herbs
Let it glow and let it burn
It's never sold
Forever though
I'm staying low with my herbs