Hennessy At Cookouts Letra

Two robbers with no conviction, just try to light it and smoke it.
The devil in open focus, the city is fucking hopeless,
We’re drunk and hope they notice, we’re driving around the oldest
The bitches in penny loaffes, these bitches who barely know us,
This snow is apart and growing, we’re rolling with other niggers,
Who made it up in the city, the city that made a legend,
The legend who made a city, a pretty, widdy, committee,
If kids are looking for real, the devil is looking for chairs,
I told you fucking with chance is only part of your prayer.

My religion was never part of the deal,
Pray I don’t believe in a filling of fucking care,
And Jesus coming that way, they get in a fucking chopper,
They haven’t drove all the summer, they just believe in the suburb.

White girls and Cool-Aid, Hennessy at Cookouts,
Old gangster movies, new neighbors move out,
Now we did it all with no current top and friends is up in your quay,
Say you’re young enough to be stupid, don’t be dumb enough to be late.

So keep it coming, man, pass the headache,
I’ll be around you until it’s empty.
And we did it all with no current top and friends is up in your quay,
Say you’re young enough to be stupid, don’t be dumb enough to be late.

See, Hannah and Shirley and Lauren and Abby
And photos of photos of girls who just party.
Showed up for daddy with logos on trashy,
But you rich girl, you poor kid, still looking for happy ever after,
It’s the new moon, host it up like two guns,
If you like the show, it’s too soon, I just got here, man, we need more room.
Temple in my hottie, oh, hottie, you get to me,
Oh my God, of all of my goings in charge of what will pursue
The bottle got me to question if fact enough to depressing,
We fucking fuck for affection and always count on erections,
That girl’s in every direction, the traffic has got you stressing,
Your guessing is ‘cause she’s flexing, but that would make a suggestion.

If Heaven is in a bottle, I’m drinking all tomorrow
The night will give me the lift, so pour a little for this.
And pop a bottle for kids who just believe in a wish,
I hope you’re ready to guess, no fucks or a shit.

White girls and Cool-Aid, Hennessy at Cookouts,
Old gangster movies, new neighbors move out,
Now we did it all with no current top and friends is up in your quay,
Say you’re young enough to be stupid, don’t be dumb enough to be late.

So keep it coming, man, pass the headache,
I’ll be around you until it’s empty.
And we did it all with no current top and friends is up in your quay,
Say you’re young enough to be stupid, don’t be dumb enough to be late.