{Hook, tablefourteen}
Blood on the carpet, it’s making me sick
Drugs in my system and drugs in my drink
Popping on pills that i mix with my gin
Drugs pick me up when i’m just boutta sink
{Verse 1, tablefourteen}
You shoulda warned me that i shouldn’t drive
Trust in the xanax your life on the line
Feeling so down but i’ll say that i’m fine
Crack under pressure i’m now in the light
Smoking another straight out of the pack cos
I’m so self destructive i’m boutta relapse
Hookup with girls that all treat me like trash but i still fall in love and they never come back
So sick of snakes that just want me for money, so i cut em off and i start to lose track
Club 27 is calling my name i’m not seeing a point cos my friendships collapse
{Hook, tablefourteen}
{Verse 2, SIDECOH}