Hollywood Hillbilly

City full of demons dressed as angels, get me out The perfect weather's fine with me But everything else ain't what it seems Carbon copy, rinse repeat, do anything for clout This shit is like high school, TBH And everybody here looks the same No, I won't dress up for your party I'm too drunk for pilates Crooked teeth stained from coffee I chain smoke while the whip is chargin' Fine dine at Olive Garden Sweaty tank top from Target I'm just a Hollywood hillbilly I'm just a Hollywood hillbilly If I change up and lose my soul Take that thing, aim it at my skull 'Cause my best friend turned into an asshole I guess tonight I'm grilling up alone And I'm in the Caddy but it's never clean Got a cold Bud Light, miss me with the Hennessy, yeah I ain't buyin' half of the shit you sellin' me, yeah (yeah) No, I won't dress up for your party I'm too drunk for pilates Crooked teeth stained from coffee I chain smoke while the whip is chargin' Fine dine at Olive Garden Sweaty tank top from Target I'm just a Hollywood hillbilly I'm just a Hollywood hillbilly No, I won't dress up for your party I'm too drunk for pilates Crooked teeth stained from coffee I chain smoke while the whip is chargin' Fine dine at Olive Garden Sweaty tank top from Target