B Real X Berner

B Real X Berner - Xanax & Patron lyrics

rate me

Ft. Demrick

(Verse: Berner)

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 everythin' that yo girl like

I went from trimming to swimming in beaches

From Puerto Rican & Dominican girls, wit no Visas

Light the reefer, pass it to the left

I told her hold it in, let it burn to the end & we'll smoke again

My flip-flops Gucci, in my crib watch movies

In my own home theater, wit 3 or 4 groupies

Lobsta roll, hot Sake wit the sushi

Flip coke $, in the rap game, they want to prosecute me

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

Three Xanax bars, that's a mind erasa

All the money & cars, I got all kinds o' haters

(Hook)

I don't eva sleep alone

Xanax & Patron, I don't remember getting home

Xanax & Patron, I don't eva sleep alone

Xanax & Patron, I don't remember getting home

Xanax & Patron

(Verse 2: B-Real)

When you're in the Dam, betta think about (kosher)

Bitches passing out at the Green House

Take a hit, lights out at the hash bar

On the flo' eyes open, what ya ask fo'?

Smoke errywhere, now ya need the Doctor

Air lifted, elevated, helicopter

Don't be coming wit no rookie lungs in the Dam

Don't be pumping up yo chest like you're going H A M

Got ya flying into the ER, first class

Got ya tapping in a minute, first dance

When the thrust lasts, like a blast from a dab hit

Bern's in flight fo' the slab, bitch

From the herb, maybe shrub, then to shatter

Maybe hardcore, setting off the high in the brain matter

In my shot glass, fire water

Berner got the Xanny

Lights out

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Demrick)

She let us pop those & I got those

I'm a two boss star, I move got fo'?

All fo' games, mix Patron wit champagne

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

Yeah I want to catch a fade

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

Breaking cookies on the tray

Glass tips, Raw Papers when I twist, ya ain't fucking wit my day

Shit, it's just anotha day

Turn to a goodnight & it's goodnight fo' ya right away

All ya first top dabbers, we high like ladders

When ya really get $, mane shit don't matter

(Hook)

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