6 Pack And Cigarettes

Haha, what up?
Nah, I didn't read the text you sent me
No, I'm not even drunk right now
Two between two, two to three beers
I don't know, shit
I don't, I don't really give a fuck

I've got some cocaine and a bottle of gin
I'm really messed up and the club won't let me in
Now I'm walking around, I'm tagging the streets
Oh, shit, I gotta run, here comes the police
Dip around the corner, now I'm out of breath
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes

'Cause all my teachers told me I wouldn't amount to shit in my lifе
And all girls tell me that I'm just a waste of thеir time
I'm doing shit that I know that I'm not supposed to do
Well, I just wanna skateboard, get drunk and kick it with you

Now I'm sobering up, I need a fix of something
But I check my bank account and I ain't got nothing
Now I'm cutting my face with a broken bottle
I need to feel something, I know I got problems
In a bloody t-shirt and a Carhartt vest
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes

'Cause I've digging through my ashtray
Looking for something to light
Banging my head against the wall
I really think I'm losing my mind
And now my girlfriend dumped me, but shit, that's alright
I really hated that chick, she just argued with me all night

I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes
I need a six-pack and some cigarettes