Berner - Xanax And Patron lyrics

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Berner - Xanax And Patron lyrics

(with B-Real) (feat. Demrick) [Verse 1 - Berner:] I'm dizzy, F1 got the room pissy Good smoke in my lungs, drunk b**h 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, pa** 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 [Hook - Berner:] 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 [Verse 2 - B-Real:] When you're in the Dam, Better think about (kosher?) b**hes pa**in' 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 cla** Got ya tappin' in a minute, first dance When the thrust lasts, like a blast from a dab hit Bern's in flight for the slab, b**h From the herb, maybe shrub, then to shatter Maybe hardcore, settin' off the high in the brain matter In my shot gla**, fire water Berner got the Xanny Lights out [Hook] [Verse 3 - Demrick:] She let us pop those, and I got those I'm a two boss star, I move got fo All the games, mix Patron, with champagne Got me chillin' in the zone, like I'm gone on the plane Yeah I wanna catch a fade So I call my homie Berner, when he said he'll put me on, in the Bay Breakin' cookies on the tray Gla** tips, Raw Papers when I twist, you ain't f**in' with my day sh**, 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 sh** don't matter [Hook]

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