Everybody turned back to coke
I don't sell Xanax no more
Everybody playin with they nose
I don't sell Xanax no more
From art hoes to soccer moms, runnin the benzo game
But now my pockets empty cause they all snortin caine
Shit ain't the same man I can't just complain
Cause they chose another substance to ruin they brain
Back in 2013, I was runnin pills
But now it's '86 cause they chasin white thrills
Higher than some hills but they chiefin off the white
So I can't move benzos to keep my pockets right
Russ and Lil Peep got my wallet lookin weak
Cause everyone's afraid to pop a Xan and get geeked
Cause 50/50 chance when they pop that Lil Xan
They gone choke on they vomit and never breathe again
I ain't a drug dealer, I ain't bout that life
I just do it on the side cause it's all I can find.
But now I can't find more than two fiends to score
So I don't sell Xanax no more
Everybody turned back to coke
I don't sell Xanax no more
Everybody playin with they nose
I don't sell Xanax no more
Here in Sac Town, where you'd think it's goin down, pulling school bus plugs ain't shit
No bars or lean, whether pressed or clean, cause nobody's tryna push it
User and abuser, your main hoe is a loser, askin 2 for a bar that's weak
Strugglin in this game, I ain't tryna sell caine, I just wanna push dope on the cheap
Ain't catchin cases, tears on my face and, all I can do is suffer
I got this little bottle, and my pockets lookin hollow, so I wanna send it off to another
All you really need is a little pick-me-up
You don't even care if it's clean or if it's cut
So when I slip some fentanyl into your shit, don't complain
It's all just a part of this game
Everybody turned back to coke
I don't sell Xanax no more
Everybody playin with they nose
I don't sell Xanax no more