Hesher

Forty ounce of green death Hella bottle mickeys Slow mode patio Emerald City Heavy metal parking lot, whip cream cans I slap that bass, she drop her pants. Long hair, don't care, jeans chain swanginThumbs out, crooked teeth, rock head banginSteel toe docs tracking mud in the club Red carpet, don't give a fuck! [Hook:] Cause I'm druuunker than ever! Turned uuuuper and fresher I'm doooown for whatever I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher! I might sleep barefoot on the beach I might really sleep barefoot on the beach I might hmmm hitchhike to Coachella Share my eatables and fill up your Corolla! I'm the second hand designer Type of alcohol to minors Kinda slurring of the cider with a gas station lighter, homie! You don't know me, less you know And if you do, you should no better Stay away from me, I'm fucking Hesher! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher! Trojan horse in the VIP One brown bag full of Texas tea Bathroom line too long I'm filling up that Avion [Hook:] Cause I'm druuunker than ever! Turned uuuuper and fresher I'm doooown for whatever I'm going, I'm going, I'm going! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going! Hesher! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher! I'm going, I'm going, I'm going Hesher!