Hesher

Forty ounce of green death
Hella bottle Mickey's
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 swanging
Thumbs out, crooked teeth, rock head banging
Steel toe docs, tracking mud in the club
Red carpet, don't give a fuck!

Cause I'm druunker than ever!
Turned uuper and fresher
I'm doown for whatever
Heheheh
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 hmm hitchhike to Coachella
Share my edibles 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 know 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

Cause I'm druunker than ever!
Turned uuper and fresher
I'm doown 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!