Xanax and Patron - B-Real, Berner, Demrick

I’m dizzy, F1 got the room pissy

Good smoke in my lungs, drunk bitch don’t kiss me

Fresh picked, still sticky, but it burn right

I’m everythang that your girl like

I went from trimmin' to swimmin' in beaches

From Puerto Rican and Dominican girls, with no Visas

Light the reefer, pass it to the left

I told her hold it in

Let it burn to the end and we’ll smoke again

My flip-flops Gucci, in my crib watch movies

In my own home theatre, with three or four groupies

Lobster roll, hot Saké with the sushi

Flip coke money, in the rap game

They wanna prosecute me

A couple tried to shoot me, let me live player, let me get paper

Three Xanax bars, that’s a mind eraser

All the money and cars, I got all kinds of haters

I don’t ever sip alone

Xanax and Patron, I don’t remember gettin' home

Xanax and Patron, I don’t ever sip alone

Xanax and Patron, I don’t remember gettin' home

Xanax and Patron

When you’re in the Dam, Better think about (kosher?)

Bitches passin' out at the Green House

Take a hit, lights out at the hash bar

On the floor eyes open, what you ask for?

Smoke everywhere, now ya need the Doctor

Air lifted, elevated, hellicopta'

Don’t be comin' with no rookie lungs in the Dam

Don’t be pumpin' up your chest like you’re goin' H.A.M

Got ya flyin' into the E. R, first class

Got ya tappin' in a minute, first When the thrust lasts, like a blast from a

dab hit

Bern’s in flight for the, bitch

From the herb, maybe shrub, then to shatter

Maybe hardcore, settin' off the high in the brain matter

In my shot glass, fire water

Berner got the Xanny

Lights out

She let us pop those, and I got those

I’m a two boss star, I, mix Patron, with champagne

Got me chillin' in the zone, like I’m gone on the plane

Yeah I wanna catch a

So I call my homie Berner, when he said he’ll put me on, in the Bay

Breakin' cookies on the tray

Glass tips, Raw Papers when I twist, you ain’t fuckin' with my day

Shit, it’s just another day

Turn to a goodnight and it’s goodnight for ya right away

All ya first top dabbers, we high like ladders

When ya really get money, mane shit don’t matter