I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins

'96 Impala with a bottle full of Roxy
Know I got Suboxone when I
Run out from the popping
Drug addicted, I admit it
Said before, ain't trying to quit it
Codeine, codeine, got it dripping on my
Shirt from sloppy sipping
Popping some Percs and some Vicodins
Leaning back, hoping that life would end
Again and again, that's everyday, everyday
Fuck a rehab, I just wither my life away
Grey forever-ever, drug possessors
My life expectancy up on the dresser

Pathetic, I need anaesthetics
I ain't energetic
All these drugs, never regret it
I guess it's genetic
It ain't my aesthetic, that's fucking generic
$uicide the epidemic
Make the kids quit academics
Take drugs 'till you epileptic
Call the paramedics, depression magnetic
I'm anti-kinetic, fucking apathetic
Again I'm pathetic just move on without me
Then fucking forget it
Thought I moved on, but I
Keep forgetting, yeah, yeah, yeah

I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop all these Percs and Vicodins

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux